For the Love of Fishing
I must admit that I take a perverse pleasure and maybe even a bit of pride in doing things that other people think are crazy. I relish any person’s reaction as I relate my experience at the Jacksonport Polar Bear Plunge, describing myself wading through the ice strewn water and diving...
When you can. That’s it. You can stop reading now. That’s all you need to know about when to go fishing. Yea, I know that are lots of opinions and theories out there about when is the best time to catch fish. Some would say you should consult the solunar cycles,...
Door County is a narrow peninsula with world class fishing in every direction. Literally. Each day, as a recreational angler, I get to choose where I want to fish and what species to fish for. However, this choice is not unfettered. My freedom to fish is stifled, more often than...
I’ve been getting more exercise lately. I have been attending to chores around the house that I just didn’t seem to have time for most of the summer. Pam and I have spent a bit more quality time together. I finished reading a book. These seemingly positive changes in my...
What if all the fish in Door County stopped biting? That’s not hard to imagine for those of us who spend a lot of time on the water. The bite gets slow at times. However, I’m talking about the total collapse of the bite. No salmon and trout in the...
With the salmonid bite waning on the big lake, my attention turned to other fishing opportunities in the area. Smallmouth bass are active on both sides of the peninsula, mostly on the edges of drop-offs. The bass are seeking cooler water as the surface temps warm up under the summer...
I spent my thirty bucks for a K/D ticket. I consider it an annual donation. Sure, it is possible, that I could have won the fifteen grand and that beautiful ring. I could have won the Power Ball too, I suppose. If you don’t enter, you can’t win. I wasn’t alone....
The steelhead and salmon bite has been excellent so far this summer. The best I can remember in many years. It recalls the heady days of 2012, the first year I started fishing with Paul. That summer we caught so many fish so easily that I got the mistaken impression...