The school bus comes every weekday morning at twelve after eight. It stops out front of the house, pausing traffic in both directions for...

Smelt are the great equalizer. It doesn’t rightly matter if you’re rich or redneck or a combination of the two, when they’re running,...

In this story, I catch no fish. Let’s just get that out of the way. It’s not like I’m giving away the ending or anything. Actually,...

We dig Spring. As a matter of fact this year we did a whole bunch of celebrating and out-of-door reveling the day before Spring arrived...

I’m tired of small spaces. I’m not talking about my space at work…although I am definitely tired of that too. I’m talking about our woods...

It’s back. Hot damn it’s back. Two steps out the door at lunch and it hit me like a ton of bricks. We’ve turned the corner. The nose...

Cold is no excuse. There’s not an hour in the woods or on the water worth rolling over after the alarm and slinking up behind 4 a.m.’s...

They don’t bite when you’re expecting. They know when you’re trying just too damn hard and simply let your drift be. But when your mind...

How in the hell am I supposed to see this thing on the water? I asked. You’re not, was the reply. If you see a rise within 3 feet of...

* The 6th installment in a series of sections from my Masters thesis, which was (in large part) about fishing. [20] Villager Restaurant....

Independence Day weekend was upon us and my wife, three kids and I were staying with friends in their cabin in Old Forge to celebrate....

Like any other fishing morning, Saturday started very early and with a strong pot of coffee. Tony arrived around 5 and we wasted some...

OK. Before you jump to any conclusions, I’m talking about the view from my office window today. Some patient, fortunate and obviously...

Ahhh, mid-summer. The prelude to fall…my favorite time of year. Cicadas have begun to echo their rattling song in the lush heavy-ness of...

I was in 8th grade. Live Aid and We are the World. Reagan was sworn in for a second term. The first WrestleMania went top-rope at the...

While the phone didn’t play nice for Saturday’s outing, it made up for itself on Sunday with the boys. Here’s a little recap of the...

Saturday’s kayak excursion delivered one very nice largemouth (see below), a mess of panfish, a lot of paddling and a chance to see one...

Father’s day is this weekend. I honestly had no idea. I’ve got to get out from under this rock… Now that I’m cognizant of the fact that...

We climb out of the dark for sunrise, ease into night from the evening. Somewhere in there the fish bite.

[2] I. Not yet sun-up. 10-speed with fishing pole across the handlebars. Tackle box in backpack. Maybe a snack. Maybe some paper route...