With 2025 off to an icy start, and the start of the new year seems appropriate to look back on last year’s activities, which for me included fishing to a large extent, ha...
“Should I stay, or should I go?
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The chorus from The Clash’s early 1980s rock song often sticks in my head during fishing trips, an earworm likely generated by a nag...
For late November, the conditions were ideal. Light south wind, partly cloudy skies, afternoon highs in the mid-40s.
The spots we were fishing are familiar to me, modest-...
Late fall and Pymatuning walleyes. It’s become a tradition for me; and based on the number of boats I witnessed there last week, the same is true for others.
It’s been mo...
As one matures as an angler, there comes a greater appreciation for various fish species, regardless of general angler perception. This respect is especially noted when c...
Spend enough time on the water, and it’s natural to come up with theories as to what turns fish on and off.
Take, for instance, a trip aimed at crappies made recently by ...
Last Saturday’s Buffalo Creek Half Marathon had more than 900 registered with 715 finishers, the most participants post-pandemic.
The grass at the start was crunchy with...
It’s interesting how different species of fish bite.
Often the strike provides evidence as to the kind of fish that produced it, particularly gratifying when success is r...
A hard hook set followed by the weight of a heavy fish did much to ease the apprehension that comes with most fishing trips, particularly ones to somewhat distant waters ...
Evan, one of my longtime guests, made a long cast over the placid early morning waters of the Allegheny River. The bait he chose was a topwater lure, one of the popper de...
