By Joe Cermele
Nothing ruins a bass bite faster than a personal watercraft ripping by at 50 mph. And nothing puts rising trout down quicker than a flotilla of tubers kicking and splashing their way down the river. There’s only one sure way to find tranquility on the water in summer, and it’s going to require a flashlight and some lost sleep.
But there’s a hidden advantage. Big fish that hunker down on hot days often go on the prowl after sundown, because that’s when bait species that have been lying low begin to move. Some guides specialize in chasing fish after dark, and we debriefed nine of them. Their tips and tricks are sure to help you become a master of the darkness.
Smallmouths: Black Light Special
According to veteran Tennessee guide Jim Duckworth, the biggest smallmouths in any lake head for the shoreline as soon as the sun sets. That’s because crayfish that have been hiding all day begin to stir now, and the bass know they can grab an easy meal. Duckworth quietly motors in on rocky banks and points, staying 70 to 90 feet away. Then he flicks on the black lights mounted on the sides... [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love
Whale sharks are the largest fish in the ocean. They're also slow, placid gentle giants that routinely suffer the indignity of having people ride them for kicks. But don't let that fool you: Just because they're big, slow and look dumb (much like me), that doesn't mean they're not pretty damn smart when they need to be (much unlike me).
Take a look at this awesome video of a whale shark going all Hoover on an Indonesian trawler's net, courtesy of the good folks at Conservation International.
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Interview by Mike Toth
When people were driven out of Acadia in Canada in the 1700s, they eventually landed in Louisiana. Acadians became Cajuns. They were a bunch of misfits run out of Nova Scotia. You go up there today and it looks the same as here. Same people, fishing for a living.
I was born in New Orleans. When I was 4 years old, Daddy moved us out to the country, and I’ve been here ever since. I’m a wannabe Cajun.
Back in the late ’70s, early ’80s, I had a sporting-goods store, little bait shop. People would come in and ask for guides, but there were no guides around. So I said, “I’ll take you out.” Next thing you know people were calling me from all over.
Back in those early days, I would rent trailers for fishermen who were coming down so they’d have a place to stay. I’d always rent the two best trailers, but the rest were ratty, and the fishermen would get charged $10 just to take a shower. So I said, “I’m going to get my own lodge.” I bought land and opened up in 2000.
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By Tim Romano

I ran into Rick Dickson of Freehand Fly Fishing at the industry trade show last year. At that time, his company was hedging their bets that magnets could up your odds of catching fish. The then anecdotal evidence convinced them to introduce a line of products that have direct contact of magnets to hooks and flies.
Well, it seems now that they've been proven correct. A piece in The Seattle Times — adapted from ScienceNOW.com — describes how "scientists have isolated magnetic cells in rainbow trout." While the piece has a few typos and the author actually seems to confuse a rainbow trout with a steelhead, the science behind it is pretty intriguing. [ Read Full Post ]
By Kirk Deeter

I spent the past week in a cabin in the woods of northern Michigan, and I feel comfortable claiming that I have more insect bites and bumps and plant-caused rashes and welts now than I did after 17 days in the jungle of Guyana. Granted, I was afraid of stepping on the wrong thing every second of every day when I was in South America, and I bathed in DEET without the slightest care that what hair I have left would turn orange or fall out altogether. [ Read Full Post ]
By Joe Cermele

I just left a little show-and-tell meeting with Lucky Craft. They're coming out with some pretty cool lures this year, which I'll show you later, but what they also have are new colors. All lure companies unveiled new colors at ICAST, but for the most part it's a game of developing hues and tones and patterns anglers haven't seen before.
Lucky Craft's new color? Black. [ Read Full Post ]
By Tim Romano
The boys over at Gink & Gasoline somehow convinced Bruce Chard, a Florida Keys guide, to show them how he ties his signature fly for "shallow water, tailing permit, in thick grass." [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love

There's a bumper sticker you may have seen that reads "Paddle faster, I hear banjo music." Someone is going to have to come up with a new one for this guy.
From this story on msn.com:
A first-time kayaker had a close encounter with a great white shark off the coast of Massachusetts over the weekend. Sunbathers first spotted the shark following two kayakers on Saturday afternoon off Nauset Beach, the Cape Cod Times reported, and yelled to the men offshore. One of the kayakers saw the shark and quickly paddled in, while it took the other one, Walter Szulc Jr., of Manchester, N.H., a little while longer to notice the dorsal fin just feet away from him.
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By Chad Love
When the fish you bring back to the dock is so heavy it breaks the scale at the marina, you know it's a big one. That's what happened with a group of California anglers who recently landed a 900 lb. mako in the waters off Marina Del Ray.
From this story on nbclosangeles.com:
A monster of the sea was killed and brought in to Marina del Rey – a shark so heavy that it damaged the brand-new scale at the dock. The 900-pound shark took some eight men to lift it out of the water Monday afternoon at Del Rey Landing, the marina's general manager said. "Our digital scale goes to 750, and it was bent before half of the shark was off the ground," said General Manager Craig Campbell, who was present when the giant shark was brought in.
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By Kirk Deeter
Following up on the catch-and-release thread from the other day, I will admit to being ashamed when I read about anglers killing fish for the sake of testosterone rather than for food. What triggered the thought is this story of two anglers who killed an 800-pound shortfin mako (a prime female breeder) in California. [ Read Full Post ]
By Colin Kearns

A few summers ago I spent a weekend hunting muskies in Hayward, Wis., with guide Scott Kieper (715-216-0664). We cast jerkbaits for as long as we had daylight, then prepared the trolling spread for the night. I learned several tricks from Kieper, but one of my favorites came as I watched him rig the spread. By the time the baits were ready, night had fallen. It was pitch black. I wondered how he’d be able to set his planer boards at the proper distances because you couldn’t see a thing out there. Then I saw the light.
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By David Draper

As you come to know me, you will find out I am a sucker for praise. A compliment or kind word will get you places, like a mention in this blog. As evidence, I give you reader Shawn McCardell, who not only likes my recipe for goose bites, but also took a pretty good picture to accompany the praise. So it should go without saying he gets my vote in this week’s Food Fight against Colin’s stuffed redfish. (Of course, Colin signs my paychecks, so maybe I need to rethink who to cast my vote for).
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The winner of last week's Catchbook Photo Contest for the month of June is Michael Jager, who submitted this photo of a yelloweye rockfish.
And this week's winner is Cody Mcintyre, who took the prize with this big steelhead. Michael and Cody will each each get a PFG Blood and Guts™ Ball Cap from Columbia. Click here to learn how you can enter this contest. Click here for the official rules. [ Read Full Post ]
By Kirk Deeter

I know I've told you to "ditch the bobber." I've been hard on strike indicators, calling them "crutches," "training wheels" and other nasty things. I still think the professional guide who does nothing but drag nymphs through trout runs all day, every day, without endeavoring to teach beyond the indicator is lazy. I stand by what I've written in the past.
But I also am a realist. I know that success breeds interest. And in some places, at certain times, nothing works on a fly river as well as the high-stick nymph rig, period. [ Read Full Post ]