In the corner of his eye, Lake Charles’ Ken Chaumont spied what he was looking for. On a weedy point on the Louisiana side of the Sabine River across from Orange, Texas, balls of “rain shad,” as he called them, were erupting from the water.[…]
The 150-pound boar hit the ground kicking and squealing wildly. Mark Falgoust’s 150-grain .30-06 smashed into the neck, perfectly placed to minimize meat damage.[…]
John Wayne once said, “Life is hard. It’s even harder when you’re stupid.”
Me, I’m tired of being stupid when it comes to fishing in September.[…]
The winds were already blowing when I stepped out of my truck onto the dock by Capt. Ron “Ahab” Broadus’ boat dock down in Delacroix Island.[…]
As a photographer, I learned a long time ago that it is simple to make images look complicated.[…]
My brother-in-law jockeyed for position along the line of trucks, ATVs and UTVs lining up down a long gravel driveway beside a farm shed in Tensas Parish.[…]
Two of Louisiana’s many Wildlife Management Areas were thrust into the spotlight since the summer of 2012.[…]
Many factors can impact the breeding season of deer but, for the most part, breeding activity occurs during the same month every year.[…]
After early morning foraging, the white-tailed buck moves into the adjacent woodlands. He slowly and effortlessly follows a deer trail up a steep ridge. With a steady pace, he heads to familiar ground.[…]
Now is the time to start planning out your hunting season, and the annual WMA guide is a great tool.[…]
Surrounded by boats, raucous gulls and terns dived into the green waters of Vermilion Bay near Weeks Island. And as quickly as lines could be cast, anglers were landing speckled trout.[…]
The Louisiana coastline is filled with reds just begging to be caught this month.[…]
“There’s some fish moving on that cut over there,” said Capt. Robby Trahan, pointing to a finger bayou coming out of the marsh on Sabine Lake’s northeastern edge. “They’re going down these banks right now because there’s a lot of bait in here.”[…]
Everywhere I went, I kept running across this guy selling ice chest hinges.[…]
Mention the word “August” to anyone who lives in Southeast Louisiana, and several thoughts immediately come to mind. None of them are exciting.[…]
Capt. Bobby Gros enclosed the baitfish in his dripping-wet palm, and with a few wiggles of his fingertips, maneuvered it so that only its head emerged from his thick hand.[…]