This post isn’t about fish or fishing. It’s about a week of doing nothing in particular except letting my mind and body recuperate after months of fishing and travel.
I’m over on Lake Ontario, and I’m catching smallies to the point where I feel fish drunk. It’s unbelievable.
Last weekend was a big deal for me. I made my inaugural Lake Erie trip of the year and caught my first 5-pound smallie. I have to say that of all the places I’ve fished Lake Erie is probably my favorite.
Things went my way on the James River last week. I had a respectable finish and did something I haven’t done for awhile.
The possibility of fines and confiscation of property threatens anglers crossing the U.S.-Canada border to fish.
Murray’s southern end fishes worlds different than the upper end and into the river.
Dude! Enough already. I have to tell you, I grew up on the weather end of one of the Great Lakes ... Erie ... I know all about "The Weather."
Jonathon VanDam learns a hard lesson at the Sunshine Showdown
When you read this, I'll be on the road again headed toward Florida for the start of the Elite season. I can't wait.
There's nothing new about jerking a minnow-style lure. But how is it that jerkbaits have become everyone's "secret weapon" lately?