Author: Bruce
Stay on Top of Early Ice
Seventeen days. This was the time between the last outing on open water and my first step out on a frozen surface of ice to drill holes. Paul and I made a fruitless quest for brown trout (or whatever would hit our lures) to Egg Harbor early in December. With...
The Load-Out
Now the slips are all empty, let the diehards take the stage. The marinas around the county are abandoned. Most boat owners have stored their boats in clean, dry spaces or wrapped them, mummy-like, in protective plastic. The piers that spent the summer months serving watercraft, have been pulled and are...
The Last Run
Perhaps we should not have gone fishing this day. It was overcast and cold with a blustery, biting wind. The forecast was for rain and “the S-word” was even mentioned. What kind of fool goes out in weather like that? On the other hand, this would be our last chance...
The Mystique of Esox lucius
I was skeptical as I tentatively backed the trailer towards the broken concrete launch ramp. “I don’t know if this is going to work, Ed” I whined. “Looks pretty shallow.” Ed and I were looking for a way to get the boat out onto the waters of Lake Michigan to...
Better Call Sal!
Call me Sal. I was born in Michigan. Since my youth, I have dwelt in many locations in the Great Lakes region. I spend much of my time in the states surrounding Lake Michigan: Illinois, Indiana, Michigan and Wisconsin. On occasion, I have found myself in Ontario. I have always...