Category : Real Fishing Tales
It was easy to see what they were fishing with. They were fishing with Dachshunds. And the wee canines weren’t happy to see us. They barked their displeasure. Down at the end of the gravel road, a lean, fifty-ish fellow sat with rod in hand, watching a red and white bobber. I guessed he might […]
It was the biggest crappie I had ever seen, a silvery, black-spotted slab my cousin Brad pulled out of a freeway lake near Kalama, Washington. That was almost 30 years ago. I still haven’t laid eyes on a better one. Brad caught that timber crappie the way a lot of people do, on a crawler […]
Before Stalin joined forces with the United States in World War II, the Russians had an understanding with Hitler and the Rising Sun. It didn’t take defense planners long to look at a map and see how vulnerable was this land, Alaska, that once belonged to the Russian Bear.
“Since when do you go fishing on the day of a wedding?” My offspring. Five-feet, eight-inches tall, with long walnut-brown hair, dark eyes and an attitude. Tiffany, stood there with her hands on her hips. This, the girl who caught her first bluegill when she was two, who caught her first trout on the fly […]