by Pete Johnson | Jun 26, 2023
Curt Gowdy left a legacy that will never be equaled. Baseball broadcasts would run spring to fall; football carried from fall to winter and basketball into the spring. But Sunday afternoons from January to March, with snow packed at the foot of millions of doors, part...
by Omar Swift | Jun 15, 2023
About that time it dawned on me that we had probably made a bad decision! Many years I owned and operated several huntingpreserves.in New Jersey and Pennsylvania. Now that I’m retired, my wife Rita and I spend our Winters in Rincon de Guayabito, a small resort...
by Sporting Classics Daily | Jun 8, 2023
AKA: Brookies, Squaretails, Specs, Natives, etc. The following is an excerpt from Fly Fishing the Blue Ridge Parkway By Sam R. Johnson. For the first time, fly fishing savant Sam Johnson has captured in one guide an incredible “bucket list” of over 210 of the most...
by Tom Keer | May 1, 2023
Was that a great white that swam by in the Cape Cod darkness?
by Rich Chiappone | Sep 12, 2022
A belief in Avalon helped the author overcome years of fear and heartache.
by Robert F. Jones | Aug 8, 2022
Fly fishing for sailfish and tarpon in Costa Rica . . . until the earthquake comes and the tsunami hits.
by William Elliott | Aug 1, 2022
Who has not heard of the sea serpent? There was no educated man in the United States, at least, who had not read with wonder, not unmixed with awe, of the visits of this formidable animal to the coasts of New England. Nothing could be better authenticated than the...
by Todd Wilkinson | Apr 22, 2022
Mike Stidham, the critically acclaimed, self-taught artist, paints fishscapes. One summer evening a year ago, Mike Stidham left his studio and drove a few miles to a heavily fished stretch of the Provo River where it spills out of the Wasatch Mountains through the...
by Archibald Rutledge | Mar 11, 2022
“Death in the Moonlight” is a tale of suspense drawn from Archibald Rutledge’s youth in South Carolina. If at night you happen to be standing up to your shoulders in salt water, when the wind is still and the tide is tranquil, in a creek not far from...
by Bob McKinney | Jan 31, 2022
If Hell was cold, wet and windy, it would probably look a great deal like Volcano Bay in Alaska’s Aleutians. But in one of those lovely little touches of irony at which God is so devilishly good, if Heaven was made just for fishermen with a sense of adventure,...
