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Fishing
Picture this: The wind has died to a flutter on a warm spring afternoon, and the mid-day slack of a high tide reveals gentle furrows across the width of the Broad River where it dumps into Port Royal Sound. You’ve been on the water all morning preparing for this one hour, and the sun beats…
If you ask anglers who’ve fished north Georgia’s Lake Chatuge or Lake Nottely what their single biggest angling disappointment has been over the last 20 years, you will unequivocally hear the same answer: the slow decline of the smallmouth bass in their home waters. In fact, until recently, one of the only fisheries in…
I remember my first heartbreak related to line failure like it was yesterday. I was 12 years old and fishing my grandmother’s pond with my Dad’s spinning outfit. A 4-lb. bass was cruising the shoreline, and I flipped a plastic worm in its path. As it approached, a little twitch is all it took to…
I remember my first heartbreak related to line failure like it was yesterday. I was 12 years old and fishing my grandmother’s pond with my Dad’s spinning outfit. A 4-lb. bass was cruising the shoreline, and I flipped a plastic worm in its path. As it approached, a little twitch is all it took to get the fish to engulf my offering. The fight only…
Picture this: The wind has died to a flutter on a warm spring afternoon, and the mid-day slack of a high tide reveals gentle furrows across the width of the Broad River where it dumps into Port Royal Sound. You’ve been on the water all morning preparing for this one hour, and the sun beats…
It’s not the way John Allen wanted to make the Skeeter Eliminator Series championship, but he’ll take it. After a very tough day of fishing April 14 at West Point, thanks to a post-frontal conditions, John’s 5.98-lb. sack was enough to send him to the finals at Lanier in June. John was fishing heads-up against…
Who says Friday the 13th is unlucky? It certainly wasn’t for Dustin Pate, of Carrollton, who was busy setting a new West Point Lake record for hybrid bass on Friday, March 13, 2009. Fishing the spring run up the Chattahoochee with guide Todd Pursley, Dustin hooked into the 14-lb., 12.75-oz. monster while fishing cut bait on…
A glow of orange danced off the pine trees as the campfire from the evening before was rekindled. Young hunters began to pile around the circle of heat at 4:30 a.m., way before the first turkey would ever gobble. “I’ve been up since 3 o’clock,” said Chris Kitchens, 13, of Eatonton. “I’m just so excited.”…
The first fish bit quickly, hitting the severed bream head soon after it struck bottom. A brief, drag-squealing battle ensued, but the feisty flathead was soon subdued, finding itself no match for a reel loaded with 40-lb. mono. The beast emerged from the green deeps, savage and primitive looking with mud-colored skin shimmering in the sun. It was a nice catfish, but mere small fry…
“This is a pretty good fish,” said Lonnie, grinning and hanging on to a rod bowing sharply toward the water. Whatever was hooked up on the other end of the line surged again, and the rod tip arced even farther as line spooled off the reel. “I love it,” said Lonnie. “These hybrids will try to…
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