The Texan whose artificial lures speak for themselves with their productivity, so much so that they have become a staple in the tackleboxes of pros and weekend anglers alike, can’t help but be proud of a spinnerbait series that’s hooking up bass from Texas to all points of the compass, including Louisiana.[…]
Don’t know about you folks, but I’m really looking forward to settled weather.[…]
Louisiana politics. You just gotta love it.
In the war to keep tidal waterways open to the public, one side keeps winning the battles, and it ain’t the ones wearing white hats.[…]
Hey Capt. Paul:
I inherited a copy of Maptech’s Offshore Navigator 5.01, and am wondering if I can use it in my Magellan Marine Gold model by adjusting the datum in the GPS.[…]
ON THE COVER: You don’t need crickets to lure strikes from hand-sized bream, like these caught by Gabby Crawford, Taylor Masson, and Andy Crawford.[…]
We encounter all sorts of light conditions out on the water, and they all affect the way the screens on our electronics look.[…]
ON THE COVER: Sportsman Editor Tadd Masson caught this big trout in March. What’s in store for speck anglers the rest of this year? Find out in this issue.[…]
The morning hadn’t gone well. We’d only caught one speckled trout — the only bite we’d had.[…]
Roland Martin is given credit for having coined the phrase “pattern fishing” during the 1970s. He was one of the first anglers in the country to understand that replicating the exact set of water conditions like depth, cover, structure, temperature, clarity and current prevalent when he got a bite would lead to many more bites.[…]
The guru of soft-plastic lure manufacturing always figured he probably had another hit on his hands with the Ribbit.[…]
Dear Capt. Paul:
Can you give me the coordinates for the Sandy Point rigs?[…]
As a biologist, Jerald Horst has cut out the livers of speckled trout, and examined them under microscopes.
He’s run his fingers through gravid ovaries packed with ripe, orange roe.
He’s opened stomachs to discover their contents.
But there was nothing scientific about Horst’s reaction last month when a trout as long as a man’s arm carved a hole in the water with its gaping maw, and sucked in his She Dog.
The sounds were loud enough to be heard on the other side of the small marsh lake — first from the fish crashing the bait, then from Horst, who jumped to his feet and squealed like a schoolgirl who just caught a glimpse of her favorite boy-band member.
After several earlier near-misses from other fish, Horst practiced great restraint in letting the big trout take the bait for a second or two before yanking the rod upward like Paul Bunyan starting a swing of his axe.
The light-action rod bowed like a noodle, its tip seeming to crawl along the line, refusing to miss a moment of the action.
A veteran angler who has logged more hours than he’d ever admit in the surf at Grand Isle, Fourchon and Elmer’s Island, Horst had caught bigger trout in his life, but this one was special, just like all fish lured to the surface by a topwater plug.[…]
When you mess with hunting privileges and traditions, you may as well be poking a stick at a beehive.[…]
ON THE COVER: Learn more about crawfish to increase your bass haul this spring.[…]
It stretches my mind to recall it, but I still remember the first wild turkey I ever saw in Louisiana.[…]
A few months ago, Louisiana Sportsman readers were shocked and saddened to learn contributing writer Humberto Fontova suffered serious injuries in a freak bicycling accident.
As we wish him a speedy recovery, we should also be resolved to be more careful out there. “There but for the grace of God …”[…]