An up close fly by of the river had everyone salivating to rig up our rods.

A grey submarine breached in the middle of The Dean; a Cold War relic tethered to me by a thin strand of Dacron, showing itself only for a moment as it headed out to sea. It was late July and most of the Kings had already entered the system.  Anglers crazy enough to target, Read More

Without much thinking I realized there are two pages that I go to every day, nearly without fail, and am always eager to see what they have to say when it comes to fishing. I’m not alone. Most of us who love to fish and own a computer know who these guys are. They, Read More