Sweet November! Ever been on a really bumpy plane ride? I mean the kind that tosses and bounces the airplane around like a yo-yo, jars open the overhead compartments, sends suitcases and stewardesses sprawling and has half the passengers screaming or spewing, and the other half praying.[…]
We launched the boat in the sleepy bayou town of Hopedale, no more than 45 minutes from downtown New Orleans.[…]
Drags screaming and rods bending mean bull reds diving for the bottom, a scene often interrupted by 5-, 6- and 7-pound trout exploding on surface lures that walk on water.[…]
A stiff easterly breeze pushed the 16-foot aluminum boat briskly across the stunningly beautiful pond.[…]
Summer’s here. Surf’s down, dudes!
As summer goes on, the surf along the entire Gulf of Mexico becomes more consistently calm. That is, until tropical storms enter the picture. Since that’s not likely until August, seize the days and make them count.[…]
You don’t see many camps with hot-tubs. Leave it to Doc Fontaine. And it’s not like his camp wasn’t ritzy enough without it.[…]
The sultry morning air enveloped the pair of anglers even before the 24-foot bay boat skidded to a stop. Both smiled as they realized that the small but intense rain squall seemed intent on keeping its distance a few miles offshore.[…]
Chalk it up to being in the right place at the right time.[…]
The water explodes when redfish school up to feed on shrimp. Like geysers, the water erupts with intense fury as hundreds of redfish wreck a helpless pod of bait.[…]
The guy who coined the phrase, “The only two certainties in life are death and taxes,” never met Raymond Griffin.[…]
It was a typical winter day in South Louisiana. Forecasters called for 20-mph-plus winds as another front pushed through the state.[…]
Ken Chaumont pulled his Steiner binoculars from his eyes and yelled out that he had spotted a huge flock of sea gulls working near the Washout. My pulse kicked into high gear.[…]
Officially, it’s designated the Biloxi Wildlife Management Area. Not because it’s anywhere near Biloxi, but because it’s owned by and leased from the Biloxi Marsh Corporation.[…]
The din of the 90-horsepower Mercury had barely left my ears when I spied the first redfish while taking my place on the front deck.[…]
On the chilly, early morning boat ride into the Lafitte marsh it dawned on me that summer was really over. I realized then that it was time to put away the shorts and T-shirts until next year, and break out the long sleeve shirts and jeans.[…]
Back in the ’70s, there was a shampoo commercial with the punch line, “You’ll tell two friends, and they’ll tell two friends, and so on and so on.”[…]