FISHING

Fishing Log

FOR THE PAST 20 YEARS, I have been chronicling my travels and adventures across a variety of publications. I am proud to present my work past, present and future, hoping others looking to experience a more poetic appreciation of the world’s wild places will find a guide here.
Finding Albacore

The Chase Is On: Finding Albacore

North Carolina is a romantic coast. Pale windswept dunes covered with waving sea oats and diagonally reaching juniper trees stir a solemn melancholy in the spirit. This is truly art in nature, which the human hand attempts but rarely perfects to such mea­sure. The encroachment of civili­zation feels luckless. The white sands and clear water…

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Fish Columbia?

Fish Columbia? Yes, Yes You Can

For every great fishery in the Americas, there has been a golden era. Whether you are fishing off the Florida Keys or Central America, life has changed in the last generation. Encroachment from resort living onto what was wild habitat, increased commercial and recreational fishing, and a gen­eral increase in the population of fishermen who…

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River of Silver Kings

The River of Silver Kings

Tarpon Fishing in Costa Rica I still think of the old painting from time to time. In a qui­et, intuitive moment it will spread across the whole frontal view from the Captain Kirk’s chair of my mind. Renown historical­ly as the first record of the fishing reel, I described it in an article on the…

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Weekend in Mexico

Weekend in Mexico

Outside some white patches of the unreasonable, unseasonable snow persisted. Wet and cold, leaves plummeted down like lumps of plutonium. Not Robert Frost swirling, but more like Charles Bukowski depression poetry. Raking them would be like pulling up iron ore. And what about my regular fishing trips to Central and South America? Business was too…

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Escape to Mexico

Escape to Mexico

Business had been good since moving into these new offices. So good, in fact, it was…dictatorial. I sat there alone. It was getting late with work still piled on the desktop. My usual long-range fishing trips to Central and South America had been pushed back and back. Where had they gone? Modern clocks don’t tick…

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From the River to the Sea...Forever

From the River to the Sea…Forever

If you wanted to feel the soul of our country, you might dip your hands into this water. From the headwaters in the far north land of the Great Lakes, from the Ohio River in eastern steel mill country of the Three Rivers, and across the Great Plains from the great American West where the…

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Sailfish Primer

Sails: a Sailfish Primer

OCEANOGRAPHY AND GENETICS The dawn of the nineteenth century was an exciting era. Science and geo­graphic exploration were hand in hand discovering the nature of our world and for the first time organizing those discoveries of flora and fauna with the binomial nomenclature system of Linnaeus (the Latin derivation of Carl von Linne). Although familiar…

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Busted Trip to Key West

Busted Trip to Key West

It was a Key West kind of joint; you know the style. Canvas for a roof and slowly turning fans above. The lights in the swimming pool behind us were more than what the barroom had, so the potted palm trees swaying at the edge of darkness were enough to keep you suspicious. There were…

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Dreams of the Delta

Dreams of the Delta

Shuffling the feet to scratch up the gravel hasn’t changed since l was young. The little road atop the le­vee, like so many others from childhood past was beleaguered by the grass on each side wanton to reclaim the last of the hill. I send out a shower of chat with the toe of my…

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Trolling for Destiny

Trolling for Destiny

Nolo conten­dere and on to the next good story, you say? But it happened here before. Just a stone’s throw from where you’d knock back a cold one on the beach is the Chixulub crater. This is where the world ended, some 65 million years ago with a meteor blast of such magnitude that it…

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Metropolitan Tarpon of San Juan

The Metropolitan Tarpon of San Juan

There have been many nights spent far up unnamed river tributaries, the only sounds those of tiny frogs, the rustle of wind in the thatch roof and a distant deep voice of mystery from the jungle. But not this time. Not in this place. San Juan, Puerto Rico, waits until well past the witching hour…

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Trout Lake

On Trout Lake

The light perspiration and feeling like the carbon atoms in my cells had transmuted into lead crept up on my awareness. Yeah, my fever was rising again. Time for another palm full of ibuprofen. This would make the third round of flu this year. T’was my usually quip, “The viruses have to eat, too,” but…

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Gorilla Yellowfin

Gorilla Yellowfin – On Top Water Plugs

Who you are lives behind your eyes, depending upon vision far above your other senses, a creature of the light. The bio­chemical wheels and cogs of our brains want images to process prior to making decisions. This is what we want-it’s what makes us what we are. It is no wonder then that such vivid…

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Fiesta Time

Fiesta Time

I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not true. With such great numbers of bass in the lake, you might suppose it would be easy to hook them up with virtually any technique. Actually the El Salto fish seem quite sensitive to multiple factors. Clearly they seem to prefer a slow speed to the action…

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The Flats of Belize

The Flats of Belize…A Travel Through Time

It was 1963. Bob Dylan recorded his anthem of social change and a 10-year-old boy discovered fishing in the Florida Keys. Truly, the world changed, and a lifelong love affair with the Keys began. What boy’s heart could be left untouched by emerald patches of flats, secreted bays hidden between mangrove islands and blue water fall­ing deep from the edge of the reef?

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Southern Royalty

Southern Royalty

Wading out on a bottom of fine white sand, it’s important to shuffle the feet and boost out any freshwater stingrays without prompting retaliation. There’s time for a few last casts into the sunset. I can just make out the crackling of ice in my drink above the gentle murmur of water flowing around my…

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Fishing for Dinosaurs

Fishing for Dinosaurs

“Time is but the stream I go a-fish-ing in.” This thought from Henry David Thoreau’s musings on Walden Pond swirls in the cold morning air, over the Fraser River’s brown boiling water and up to Mount Chan, still purple in the early dawn’s light. The metaphor that connects the flow of the river to the…

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The Evolution of the Sport

The Evolution of the Sport

There’s an old adage: “Can one understand what it means to be a leaf without knowing that it’s part of a tree?” In the early morning netherlight at Guatemala’s Puerto Quetzal Marina, a small tropical tree grows near where my son is combing the water’s edge. On its branch a leaf dances in the breeze,…

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Extend your Costa Rica Vacation

Extend Your Costa Rica Fishing Season

“Zzzrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh.” It will never cease to amaze, just how fast the line can scream off one of those big Penn Internationals when a heavy fish hits, and how high the sound’s pitch can reach. You don’t even need to look down at it to know what’s happening. Sublime, finger tips touch the spool just enough…

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