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INDUCTED INTO THE
”NATIONAL FRESHWATER FISHING
HALL OF FAME” IN 2017
At the seminars and on my web page, there are many questions on what type of tackle is needed to get into the sport of fishing. The information in this column will give you information on the basic tackle needed if you are thinking about going...
The dying rabbit screams were echoing off the hills on the other side of the valley. It was colder than a well digger's heart and I was beginning to think this stand was going down as another exercise in futility. Then I heard the drumming sound of galloping...
Each time, when I pull into my driveway, I would glance over towards the dog kennel in my backyard, as there has always been one of my hunting dogs waiting for me. I cannot describe how I felt last week, coming home, looking towards the kennel and...
There’s nothing quite like that hour before dawn on the ice. Throughout my long ice fishing career, I harbor many cherished memories. It’s not the big fish or the number of fish I’ve caught on an outing that occupies the high points of my memory of many hundreds, or...
Anyone who has had the opportunity to hunt late season pheasants in South Dakota can relate to what this column is all about. Late season, after the weather turns cold means is when pheasant's bunch up, sometimes into "huge" flocks. It is also...
By this time of the year, most everyone’s hunting season is over or starting to wind down and not many guys are thinking about growing plots or feeding their deer. With some cold and nasty weather still possible for the next few weeks, it’s a great time to sit down...
Every angler is looking for the next hot bait. And when they find it, they buy it. And that is good. However, there are some baits that were hot yesteryear, are hot today and will be hot tomorrow. So why do we tend to forget them? I think part of the reason is that...
Reprinted from the Sioux City Journal WATERTOWN, S.D. — Late season pheasant hunts can be brutal. And this was one of them. Temperature was in the teens. Wind was howling out of the northwest at 20 to 30 miles an hour. I hunkered down in the snow, letting the big,...