Stocking, Dragons and Full Moons
It’s stocking week at the pond. Which means I’ll have the following interaction about 15 times a day this week: “Did they stock yet?!” “No.” “Damn! Do you know when they’re gonna stock?” “No.”...
It’s stocking week at the pond. Which means I’ll have the following interaction about 15 times a day this week: “Did they stock yet?!” “No.” “Damn! Do you know when they’re gonna stock?” “No.”...
I know a guy who fishes the pond who is one of those “I Only Throw Swimbaits” guys. He eats, sleeps and $hits swimbaits. A few days ago, he had made his way down...
Once upon a time, I was asked what my favorite bass was to target. I blurted out “Spotted Bass!!” before the person asking could finish the question, and then went off on a campaign-like style...
The clock hadn’t hit 11 am and Edna from Accounts Receivable had gotten on my last nerve. Usually this happens around 3 pm, but this was a new record for her. All morning, she...
Ah, Probation Pond. A hard core angler’s humble yet all-inclusive abode, complete with blue tinted water, towering palm trees, and shopping cart reefs. Hungry? The catering is provided by the taco stand, and dessert...
I was the first boat in Hauser, the glorious sunrise gracing Barrett Lake as it tends to do this time of morning. The peacefulness of the morning quickly subsided the moment I made my...