Creel Empty, Heart Full

Creel Empty, Heart Full

Far too often we as sportsmen become blinded by the end result of a hunting or fishing trip. Blinded so that we miss much of the beauty and adventure of the journey. I recently went on a fishing trip that yielded and empty creel, yet was filled with rest, adventure...

A Reel Chance For Good Fishing

A Reel Chance For Good Fishing

Captain Rick was right. Like onboard bananas, the first-cast fish spells trouble. Kathy’s first cast of the morning—a live shad wiggling beneath a bright orange cork. The tide was rising and the minnow rode with the current along the edge of the submerged sandbar,...

Beginning Again Come July

Beginning Again Come July

"In every journey the road will bend. Who can know how the story will wend? To every beginning, there must come an end." Cliché? Maybe, but profoundly, as inescapable truths that bracket the birth-to-death limits of our being. In the between time, there is life....