Adventures with Jim Belushi
You never know what will happen when hunting and fishing with this comedian and his friends.
Big Bad Bass
In the mysterious jungle rivers of Papua New Guinea swims a fish of frightening strength and size – a fish that can snap 80-pound mono like wet spaghetti and shatter the biggest mega-plug rod. And if you’re not careful, it might even pull you overboard!...
The Strangler Came Out Of The Sea
The blue sea was red now . . . and black. Black from the ink of the octopus, red from the blood of the swordfish. When we slipped into the harbor that night, we dropped anchor and secured. I’d been there before. It wasn’t anything to write home about. It was Puerto...
MOLLYGRUBS PART 8
Urination Tribulation Among the many hobbies of Mollygrubs Messer’s father was gardening. He found it relaxing and a welcome escape from a spouse who wasn’t about to dirty her dainty hands with manual toil in the good earth (or pretty much anything else, because truth...
A Door in the Woods
Though it was now past dusk and the forest was dark and still, I could see that, yes, it definitely was a door, alone, in the middle of the woods. “Good boy, Rex, easy now. Whoa on the bird!” The gathering gloaming of the approaching evening made it rather difficult...
Row the Boat
Yikes, the other day there were snowflakes flying about. That can only mean the end of summer is at hand. It passed so quickly and this summer was one of many trips down rivers in the drift boat. I believe Mike needs to paint the words USS Cameron — or Battleship...
MOLLYGRUBS PART 6
MOLLYGRUBS GOES FOX HUNTING In the days of Mollygrubs Messer’s youth, fox hunting in the British Isles was a sport for the upper classes and involved fine horses, attire such as hard hats, high and highly polished black boots, hunt masters wearing red jackets,...
MOLLYGRUBS PART 5
DUXBAK DISASTER The aftermath of the most unfortunate chain of events connected with Mollygrubs’ misfortunes at the Junior Conservation Banquet reverberated through the town of Stony Lonesome for weeks. The hapless lad was harangued unmercifully by his male companions...
Ice Hole Angels
Collecting fish decoys has never approached the popularity of some other folk art…but it’s started showing up at shows. The big pike was hungry. The very cold temperature had slowed his metabolism, but it had been many days since his last meal. Slowly he...