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Things Fall Apart

Fly Fishing activates the senses. Eyes marvel at the inspiring scenery and the intricacies of handcrafted flies. Hands feel the tension of a perfectly looped backcast. Ears capture the soothing sounds of flowing water. Tastebuds cringe at the gritty flavor of mud as you lose your footing and face-plant into the river. Every once in … Continue reading

Beginners Luck on Lakeville Lake

I fish a lot of familiar waters. Comfortable lakes where I know the hotspots. I’m confident on every trip because I have the experience that tells me what to do. Which lures to use and when. Where the fish go when the weather changes. It’s fun fishing with confidence. I stay more focused and hook … Continue reading

The New Winch Tower

Owning a boat gives me a never ending list of expensive projects. I’ve had the rig for about a year and I’ve done most of the repairs and upgrades myself to save a few bucks. But I called in some back-up when I blew out the winch tower. It only took one summer of fishing … Continue reading

Totally Tubeular

I don’t understand what makes a fish want to eat a tube. Stickbaits I get. They look like a delicious fish. Jigs? An obvious attempt to portray a yummy crawdad. But tubes? They look like a miniature condom. With tentacles. There is nothing appetizing about that. The paint jobs on some of these new lures … Continue reading

9-5 and 5-9

I don’t define myself by what I do for a living. I don’t introduce myself with my job title or name drop the company I work for. I’m just Pete. An around-the-clock outdoorsman who’s quick with a story and a few laughs.  Whether I’m in a fishing boat, a duck blind or a conference room. … Continue reading

The Short Net

The fight was epic. I set the hook into what I thought was a log. Then she shook her head. The rod thumped twice electrifying my hands. I didn’t say a word. I just started reeling. My mind raced through the checklist. Keep the line tight. Keep her head down. Get her to the boat … Continue reading

Detroit River Walleye Fishing

The Steel Mill. Fighting Island. Detroit is such a badass city even the fishing holes have hardcore names. I’m used to “country” fishing. Where hotspots have nicknames like bass cove or pike point. Where it’s not uncommon to see whitetails eating breakfast in the thin morning mist. Or listening to loons call back and forth … Continue reading

Summer in an Hour

I am a weather junkie. Supercells, pressure systems and record temps fascinate me. I spend hours watching The Weather Channel. I monitor radar on just for fun. If I didn’t spend so much time in the outdoors, I’d probably need a 12-step program for my addiction to “Local on the 8’s”. All outdoorsy folks … Continue reading

Crappie Dusting

Don’t you love stinking up a bar? Isn’t it great to have all eyes on you as you trace the dance floor on the way to your table? You swear people are hiding smirks behind pint glasses. They’re whispering “do you smell fish?” I mean come on. Who hasn’t cleaned a pile of crappie then … Continue reading

Ice Cold Cider

I could have sworn when I set the alarm last night that is was March. You know, March. The month that holds the official first day spring? When the alarm went off at 5:30 am, the report on the Weather Channel looked more like January. 15 degrees. 1….5….degrees. I almost went back to bed. In … Continue reading


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