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Aren’t My Own
Obsession is kin to true love. If you let your mind wander where does it go? A prairie pothole in North Dakota. A north wind in my face at sunset. A river in Montana. Dry flies bobbing in the riffle over browns and cutties. A humid August night in northern Michigan. Bass exploding through the … Continue reading
The 100th Post
Everything was thick as molasses. The woods. The water. The air. Each breath like sucking a quilt into my lungs. The pathetic breeze couldn’t even move the cottonwood seeds floating on the lake. I was swallowed-up in a late-August afternoon. But it was only early June. Sweat dripped into my eyes. I pulled the flick-n-shimy … Continue reading
Last Chance
Football is back. The Detroit Tigers are talking about a playoff run. Even the Lions have a winning record. OK so they’re 1-0. That’s good enough for me. Summer is almost done. My brain is sizzling just thinking about duck blinds, ammo, new waders, gear for Zeus, decoys or Fantasy Football. Bad news for fowl. … 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
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
How Bill Dance Saved My Brain
I don’t feel normal. I’m irritable, sleepy and filled with nervous energy. Days are running together and I’m just going through the motions. Get up. Go to work. Go to the gym. Go to bed. It sucks. My brain is on a hamster wheel going nowhere fast. This time of year is notoriously depressing because … Continue reading
Pass Shooting Geese and Casting Top-Water for Bass
Overnight temps are dipping into the 40’s. Primetime TV is filled with football. Hunting season is officially here. Zeus, my dad and I chased geese in nothern Michigan this past weekend. Crops are up keeping the birds from working the fields. So we took the opporutnity to pass shoot local birds as they left the roost and headed to morning feeding spots. The sun quickly rose as woods … Continue reading
Dawn to Dusk
Last week I fished 3 lakes and shot a couple rounds of 5 stand. Not bad for working close to 50 hours as a desk-bound cubicle cowboy. Thursday started with a pre-dawn run to Lake St. Clair. I met up with Jake, my coworker and trusted walleye fishing captain, at 5:30 am. We launched near … Continue reading
The $200 Weekend
Sometimes a fishing trip is simply perfect. The weather cooperates. The fish hold to a pattern. Your gear works flawlessly. Even your casts just seem to land right where you envisioned them in your head. This weekend was not one of those trips. Slow fishing, a broken rod and a fried deep-cycle battery made for … Continue reading
Fireworks, Cold Beer and Hammer-Handles
Every great fishing trip has three things: 1. Good Fishing 2. A go-to- lure 3. And a memorable theme song. Armed with some spinner baits and braving ridiculously hi temps, me and the boys laid the hammer-down on some bass, walleye and pike. We landed approx 30 fish in 4 days of fishing at Lost … Continue reading
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