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By Joe Cermele
Sometimes when I forward an winner's vintage tackle contest submission email to Dr. Todd Larson of The Whitefish Press and "Fishing For History" blog, there are multiple photos attached, and I tell the Doc which one I like most. But if something in the mix is worth more money, or has a cooler back story, he'll veto my choice. Case in point, this old fly reel submitted by Dave White. It doesn't look like anything special, but apparently this old beater has a lot more history than the lure Dave submitted. Fine by me...I love old fly reels that look like they've been there and done that.

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By Chad Love
Here is a definite change-your-shorts moment. A kayak angler fishing off the coast of Hawaii got a little surprise as he was reeling in a fish...
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By Chad Love
Too many expenses and too few hunters carrying on the tradition means the end of an era for what was once the oldest and largest sportsman's club in the state of Oklahoma.
From this story on kfor.com:
The Sportsman’s Country Club in Oklahoma City has brought hunters and fishermen together for decades. But now, Oklahoma’s oldest hunting club is up for auction. The club closed a couple of weeks ago, officials said, because of overhead costs, declining interest in the sport and even the drought has been to blame. [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love
This is what the end of life looks like if you're a small bird and a goshawk is after you. The BBC filmed this jaw-dropping footage to see what happens when a goshawk extends its talons in flight to snatch prey. And if you like this video, here is some amazing slow-motion footage of a goshawk navigating what seemed like impossibly narrow paths through obstacles and small openings. [ Read Full Post ]
By T. Edward Nickens

Spring arrives in a mad rush, and I’m never quite ready for it. One day there’s a lone daffodil in the woods by the old brick chimney, and the next, it seems, cicadas are calling and summer is in full swing. Blink, and this season slips by like a rainbow trout nudging downstream after a sloppy cast.
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By Chad Love

In the wake of last month's news of a huge great white caught off the Florida coast by a Canadian tourist, comes yet another news story about a 1,000-pound great white caught and released a mile off a Fort Lauderdale beach.
From this story on sun-sentinel.com:
Great white sharks are a rarity in Florida, so when a shark ate a butterflied bonito on a kite line Tuesday morning off Fort Lauderdale, the crew on Hooked Up figured it had to be a bull shark. It wasn't until almost two hours later that Capt. Greg McCauley realized that his four anglers had been fighting a great white estimated at 131/2 feet and 800-1,000 pounds. [ Read Full Post ]
By Kirk Deeter

There are reasons why some fly patterns sell by the thousands of dozens every year. The Copper John, arguably the most popular nymph pattern on the planet, simply sinks better, faster, and is just flashy enough to grab a trout's attention. You can turn over a million rocks in rivers and never see anything that looks like a Copper John, but the fly is brilliant. The Parachute Adams is equally remarkable for its drab simplicity. Developed in northern Michigan nearly a century ago, the Adams proves to me over and over that trout care more about profile and presentation than they do about exact colors and detailed body accents.
Thing of it is, I have also come to believe that familiarity breeds contempt, at least in the context of trout and the dry flies they see every day. [ Read Full Post ]
By David Draper
As I mentioned Monday I’m the new owner of an infrared grill from Saber. Though I’ve had the thing for more than a month, the hulking, shiny beast sat untouched for weeks. It was so new and shiny that I hated to get it dirty. Plus, I was a little intimidated by the thought of grilling at such high heat. Finally, this past weekend, I screwed in a new propane tank and fired the thing up. [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love

A husband/wife team from Kansas are in the unique position of each having a Kansas state record blue catfish.
From this story on kansas.com:
A Kansas couple have his and her fishing records. Stefanie Stanley, of Olathe, got hers when she reeled in a 82.05-pound blue catfish at Milford Reservoir on Saturday. Rich Witt, co-owner of the Catfish Chasers tournament in which Stanley was fishing, said it’s the largest blue catfish ever caught at Milford, and the largest from any lake in Kansas. [ Read Full Post ]
By Bob Marshall
When you spend most days scanning the wire (ok, the Internet; I’m old-school) ferreting out the latest events on the important conservation issues of the day, you come across some remarkable stories. Most make you cry. Some make you laugh.
And then there are those that make you laugh while you cry.
Which brings me to these two headlines from last weekend that created a serious panic among those of us in Cajun country:
“Oysters With Herpes: One More Effect Of Climate Change”
and
“Crabs, Supersized By Carbon Pollution, May Upset Chesapeake’s Balance”
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By Joe Cermele
The other day I found a cool story over on the website of Popular Science about the pirate perch. These little fellows, which max out in length around 6 inches, inhabit waters all throughout North America. While the species is of no particular interest to pan-fishermen jigging through the ice, it apparently has scientists baffled. It seems the pirate perch is the only species on the planet that can make itself chemically "invisible" to its prey.
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By Dave Hurteau
Two quick notes before we get stared: first you can click here if you missed Part 1, and second, for anyone who’d like to flatly call me a hypocrite or anything else, I invite you to do so in the comment section below, and don’t feel like you have to read the story first.
Okay. Here we go.
A Real Hunt
Taking several shots to check the zero on the .45-70, I threw one way high. On a Texas nilgai hunt, you shoot standing off sticks in the African tradition (even though nilgai are Asian). Noticing the flyer, Sports Afield Editor Diana Rupp, with whom I was hunting and who shoots standing off sticks far more often than I do, pointed out that with this method there’s a tendency to shoot high if you’re not careful to hold the fore-end down on the sticks. "Okay," I said, and we went hunting.
Nilgai were introduced on the King Ranch in the 1920s as a game species and supplemental food source for the cowboys. But the ranch’s low fence, designed to keep cattle in, does not prevent wildlife from getting out, and today about 30,000 free-ranging, wild nilgai roam various portions of south Texas, including about 10,000 of them on the King Ranch. What’s striking is how these huge, exotic beasts vanish so naturally into the scraggly branches of mesquite and live oaks—almost like they evolved here.
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By David Draper

Even during the busy tourist season, Apalach—as the locals call it—operates in low gear. And while the pace is slow here, the fishing is anything but come springtime when pompano, mackerel, seatrout, and bull redfish all make runs on the bay’s fertile waters. Here’s your guide to dropping off the grid for a few days of fishing (and oyster feasting) on Florida’s forgotten coast.
By George!
Just before you cross over the John Gorrie Memorial Bridge, hang a left and head to St. George Island where you’ll find Island Outfitters (A; sgioutfitters.com). This full-service shop can set you up with tackle and bait, or rent you a kayak or stand-up paddleboard to fish the island’s bay side.

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By Joe Cermele
How many times have you or one of your buddies said something to this effect: I hear there's good INSERT SPECIES HERE fishing over at INSERT BODY OF WATER HERE. We should go check that out one of these days. Now, how often does the day you actually go come? When you have limited time to fish on weekends, or skip out on work here and there, it's very easy to talk yourself out of trips to unfamiliar places and opt for the waters you know well. I'm just as guilty of doing it, but I was reminded last week how important it is to roll the dice every once in a while, because you're bound to learn one of two things. Either you'll know never to try it again, or you'll discover something worth revisiting. In my case, I found a pretty great northern pike fly fishery close to home.

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By Tim Romano
This photo taken during the Argentina Cast and Blast trip should make for some easy writing for a caption contest. Write the best caption to this image and win a pair of Cabela's Guidewear BOA Wading Boots.
We'll announce a winner next Monday, April 15.
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By David E. Petzal
As we all know, 90 percent of Americans (or 92 percent, depending on whose speech you’re listening to) favor “sensible” gun control (which is code for “no guns at all” in case you missed something), and the news media, sensing a great tidal shift in public opinion, have taken delight in exposing gun owners for the lowlifes and psychopaths they fervently believe we are.
Sometimes this blackguarding takes curious turns. For example, in the Sunday New York Times Magazine, the weekly essay was on hunting, and it was by Field & Stream’s Bill Heavey, who is not only a hell of a writer, but is really a hunter, and Gets It about as well as anyone has ever Gotten It.
But in the Sunday Review section of that same issue, the Times also ran a piece entitled “Day of the Hunter,” by regular columnist Frank Bruni. Mr. Bruni’s orientation is urban. He knows as much about hunting, guns, and things bucolic as I do about men’s fashion, post-impressionist painting, or computer science. It is a truly bizarre article, the bare bones of which are as follows: [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love

As venues for literary non-fiction go, it doesn't get much better or more prestigious than the New York Times Magazine. Recently the magazine published a truly beautiful essay about hunting, penned by our own Bill Heavey.
From this story in The New York Times:
As the buck rises from its bed in the underbrush 40 yards away, every cell in my body decides to attempt a jailbreak. I’m in my hunting stand, 24 feet up a tulip poplar, where I’ve been concealed for four hours waiting for a deer to pass. And this one has been right in front of me the whole time. I would like to come to my feet, but my legs are shaking too hard.
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By Kirk Deeter

Let me start by saying that I was quite impressed with the depth and emotion of the comments by all who replied to my rather loaded question of "What's your favorite fishing sideshow?" As I read them, it was clear to me that there is no wrong answer to the question. Any time you are fortunate enough to fish, it's the total experience—the landscape, the other animals, and especially the people you are fishing with that matter most. It is very satisfying to write for an audience that clearly understands and appreciates this. And it is nice to read your eloquent words as well. [ Read Full Post ]
By David Draper
About half a dozen years ago or so, infrared grills became all the rage among home cooks looking to replicate the beefy, charred flavor found only at high-end steakhouses. The first one I saw was at my friend Ryan’s house. A serious steak lover, Ryan got his hands on a portable, table-top infrared grill that was retailing for several hundred dollars—and by several, I mean more than five and less than a grand. Like I said, Ryan is serious about steaks. [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love

Last year while on the road, I stumbled across an old, old book in thrift shop. And yes, I am a thrift shop junkie. In college I even worked for a couple years in a local Goodwill store. But I still have no idea what "popping tags" means...
Anyway, the book was a copy of John Tainter Foote's "Pocono Shot," which was about a bird dog. The book had an incredibly touching and poignant inscription from a grandfather to his grandson on the front endpaper. You can read about it here. [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love

A new study suggests that Asian carp, the bane of pretty much everyone and the one species we all hope never makes it to the Great Lakes, is in fact already there.
From this story on moneynews.com:
The aggressive Asian carp has reached the Great Lakes despite a government attempt to keep them out, according to a scientific report released Thursday. Researchers now believe the destructive species, which has been steadily moving northward for about 40 years, are now in southern Lake Michigan, putting at risk a sensitive ecosystems and a $7 billion fishing industry. [ Read Full Post ]
By Phil Bourjaily
Because my kids are out of the house now, I am not as current as I used to be. Therefore I had no idea splitting Oreos was a Youtube thing. Personally, I eat Oreos whole, or, you know, twist them apart with my fingers.*
That brings us once again to Jorg Sprave of the Slingshot Channel, who has invented a pump-action Oreo splitter. And, while his pump action splitter does a terrible job of splitting Oreos if having an edible cookie at the end of the process is your goal, the pump mechanism he came up with is very clever. [ Read Full Post ]
By Dave Wolak

High, muddy water is probably the number one troublemaker for springtime bass fishermen. You know the drill: you daydream at work all week about that weekend outing, during which you’re sure a jerkbait flashing in the clear water will make for easy pickin’. Thursday night it pours rain while you're sleeping, but hey, it's sunny on Friday morning. All good, right? Then on Saturday morning you look down at the water at the boat ramp and it’s like a scene from Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. If you live in the Carolinas like I do, you get that even more disgusting red chocolate milk thanks to all the red clay in the Piedmont region. But I don't let it bother me, because there are ways to be successful in the mud.
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By David E. Petzal
Q: How can one get his significant other to embrace (or at least tolerate) his gun nuttiness in this time of anti-gun hysteria?
—T.M., Buffalo, N.Y.
A: First, try to simply get tolerance. One approach is to invite the S.O. to the range and show her that very few gun nuts speak in tongues or are notably crazy or have not graduated from eighth grade. Ask her if she would like to shoot. Once the mystery goes out of it, so does a lot of the fear. You may not get a perfect conversion. After 40-plus years, my wife is O.K. with rifles and shotguns but does not like handguns at all, so I keep them mostly out of sight.
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