We left the morning after Christmas. Chased out of Detroit by the biggest snowstorm in years. The sparkling new King Ranch F-150 rumbled up I-75. I had never fished the Upper Peninsula before and the lure of fishable ice and walleyes the size of my arm were good reasons for a 6 hour truck ride. … Continue reading
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 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