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Fishing
Jeff Weege with the Lake Jackson shellcracker record, a 2-lb., 3-oz. fish he caught on April 22, 1992.
“Oh, I sure wish I could have caught that fish on my rod and feel,” said Don Fuller, of Kathleen, as he learned that his 3-lb., 7-oz. bluegill would have been a new state record had he not caught it in his hands. This fish story began on Saturday, April 18, 1992 when Don and…
Jack Anderson holds the current Lake Jackson hybrid bass record with a 15-lb., 2-oz. fish he caught on April 16, 1992.
Ask any turkey hunter, whether he’s a novice or a seasoned veteran, what his meaning of the perfect spring gobbler hunt is, and nine times out of 10 his tainted version will paint a picture sort of like this…. “Well, year before last I had seen this big ol’ bird in the field bottom fuzzed…
As February finally gives way to March, the largemouth bass in Lake Oconee gradually give in to Mother Nature and begin migration into shallow water. When March is coming to an end, the first wave of spawning bass are beginning to start bedding. The month of March has something to offer every bassin’ man. Crankbaits,…
If there is an axiom about killing big bucks on hunt clubs, it is this: “Guests Kill Big Bucks.” Stan Steiner, who works for the DNR Fisheries Section and runs Moosehead Taxidermy in Americus, is the proof of that rule. On Dec. 21, Stan was invited to hunt on a 1,200-acre private farm in Lee…
Before deer season opened this year, Jeff Hill, of Tucker, had been hoping that he would be lucky enough to take a mountable buck this season. He succeeded in a way far beyond his dreams. His Nov. 23 hunt turned out to be his ultimate deer-hunting fantasy. The 1991-92 deer hunting season hadn’t started out…
Ben Rodgers Lee, the father of modern-day turkey hunting and calling, was killed in an automobile accident on Oct. 7, 2001 near his home in Jackson, Ala. Lee was 46. “Ben Lee was an ordinary man who enjoyed hunting and calling animals and did them both well, ” said Terry Rohm, longtime friend of Lee’s…
It was midnight at the hunting camp about six weeks ago. We’d been down on a dove hunt—deer scouting— stand hanging—work day weekend and it had been hot. The night temperature was comfortable, if clammy, and the soft breeze was just enough to keep the mosquitoes away. Light from a naked bulb 50 feet away…
We are not far from opening day of gun season. I want you to pay particular attention to this opening day—you’ll never see another like it. The face of Georgia’s deer hunting is about to change significantly. It is the start of that change that I want you to notice. Change is nothing new to…
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