No More Mr. Nice Guy
He just wasn’t going to take it anymore: the snow and cold and bass that seldom grow much bigger than your bait. No. The time had come to pull out all the stops in one last-ditch, hell-bent-for-whatever quest for a trophy bass… a gut-wrenching, arm-busting, heart-pounding wallhanger of a fish.
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...
Meeting on the Big Hole
Good friends come together for a freshwater slam in Montana.
A Fishing Story – Hard Rain, White Noise
Hitch knew the boy didn’t know anything about fishing. “Would you like to learn what fishing is all about?” He needed to get the boy headed in the right direction without frightening him. No one realized it, but Hitch Barlow had a very special need to find the lost boy.
A TRUE Fish Tale
Pull up a chair and let me tell you about the fish that bit Mike — a TRUE fish tale. Everyone who has ever been fishing has some type of fish tale to tell. Those stories range from the one that got away to something strange happened on the water. Well, pull up a chair...
Snow on the Brim
He had worn that old hat from Alaska to Florida. But he could hardly ever bring himself to wear it back to its original home in New Mexico. Christmas morning. The high country was covered with a foot of new-fallen snow that had come as an unexpected gift during the...
Patagonia Wild
This week on Sporting Classics with Chris Dorsey… Chris Dorsey takes in the best of land, sea and air in “Patagonia Wild” as he visits the outdoorsman’s paradise of Tipiliuke Lodge in Argentina. Chris and his brother Joe chase free range red stag,...
Water In Desert Places
You can always follow water, whether it still runs free or is merely a latent image left behind in some dry, desert place. From trickles to brooks to streams to torrents, water always runs down to its true source, there to be gathered into the air like so much brood...
Blackberry ’Bows
Catching Smoky Mountain trout at a lodge fit for the king of France.