One of Those Wounded Animal Days
Today was one of those wounded animal days. One of those days where humanity would be much better served by having as little contact with me as possible. I'm blaming…
Fishing Crap Plants for Monster Bronze Bombers
Sounds exciting, doesn't it. Pound for pound and inch for inch the 'fightingest' fish that swims in fresh water. River bronze, fighting bronze, bronze bruisers, bronzebacks . . . I…
What the Heck is This?
I've always been aware of how I go about writing. I have to do it in one fell swoop. Whether it takes me a half hour or two hours, I…
Fishing in High Water and Rain
There's more than one way to get to a favorite fishing spot. It all depends on what options are available. Option 1: Wade across the river. This assumes the river…
I Pity the Poor Trout Angler
I feel sorry for anglers that pursue trout. I hear nothing but laments about the overcrowding of the rivers and streams they like to fish. Being an angler of smallmouth…
The Time is Close for Creeks
I finally figured out that it's not the absence of daylight during the winter months that gets to me. The short days aren't a problem even though I don't particularly…
Yorkville Whitewater Park Update
The Geneva Kayak Center is opening shop in Yorkville with the announcement of their soon to open Yorkville Outdoor Center. I was initially somewhat skeptical about the success of this…
About the Kane County Illinois
Forest Preserve Referendum
I am on the email list of a number of conservation groups that work in and around the Fox River Valley. They like when I pass info along to those…
Now I don’t Feel so Bad
I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one pages of shit,” Hemingway confided to F. Scott Fitzgerald in 1934. “I try to put the shit in the wastebasket. I think…