Note to Self, Always Carry a Stringer
I wish I could know in advance that I would catch a couple of decent sized catfish even though I was pursuing smallmouth bass. These cats came from a creek…
Go, Get Out, Go Fishing
When I'm anxious and agitated I pace. What's running around in my head is pretty much undefined and in the long term, irrelevant. Something is bugging me. If I can't…
Many Rivers to Cross
As I write this, massive violent looking storms have been tracking north to south over Lake Michigan for at least the last 18 hours. I hear they've been raking the…
Fox River Creeks
In the 15 years I've been fishing the Fox River and it's creeks, I can't recall a time when they've both behaved the way they have for the past few…
Too Hot to Wander, Too High to Fish
Within 60 seconds of leaving my house there are nothing but farm fields for as far as you could see. That's one of the reasons I'm reluctant to move away…
And, where the hell were you going with this?
At the end of the day, the threat of severe storms for the next couple of days was looming on the horizon. A new pair of waders were sitting in…
More Creek Hopping
Virtually overnight the plowed and planted farm fields around me had perfectly spaced ribbons of green running through them for as far as you could see. The corn had sprouted…
Creek Hopping
The past weekends rains must have been pretty localized. They had no effect on the Fox River and it continues to come down to something that can be waded, almost.…
A Walk Along a Creek
Apparently, I went for a walk along this same creek and through these same woods on April 11, 2010. The pictures I took that day look a lot like the…