Wednesday, Dec. 17th, 2008
One More Chance (Cast): Tales of a Holiday Feast
As I sit here at this keyboard, the wind is howling in protest to the new wave of Arctic air that is bullying its way into our area. The last remnants of Autumn are being swept away as Winter’s decorations of frost, snow and ice stake their claim on our tough but vulnerable area. The chances to catch a fish without having to make a hole in the ice are disappearing. But I have always been somewhat of a stubborn die-hard, and most folks probably think of me as “one-more-cast-Don”.
Three days ago I made the one hour drive to my favorite winter spot along the St. Lawrence River. There is a short section of perhaps one hundred yards that forms a causeway along Rt. 37. Tons of broken rocks taper treacherously to a slippery uneven shoreline. The water drops off abruptly to form a deep sanctuary for wintering northern pike. In light of the recent rumors that have revealed an alarming decrease in pike numbers, I was somewhat doubtful that I would enjoy a combative reunion with my favorite adversary.
To help take my mind off the chill, I invited my great friend and accomplice in this Web site to join me. You know that old saying about misery loving company. It’s always great to see someone else’s jaws quivering in time to your own. Bill Haenel has always been eager to abandon what ever web crises he found himself... MORE
Tuesday, Dec. 9th, 2008
Fall Surprise
Let’s face it! When the weather gets cold and nasty, few of us think about going fishing. Winter is right around the corner, and hunting season is in full swing. However, fish still have to eat if they are going to survive, so there must be some good fishing left. This was what I kept telling myself as I made the long drive last week to the Mohawk Reservation along the St. Lawrence River in upstate New York. My buddy Will Clute told me that the smallmouth were still active early in the morning and that I had to be at the boat launch before it got light.
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The “us” included my nephew Kenny, and my good friend Bill Haenel. None of us really believed Will when he told us to tie on a surface lure. “You’re kidding….right”, I looked at Will as if this were some sort... MORE
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