Mike's Gone Fishin'... Again

From the Chatham Chatlist #3519 - Sept 29, 2009: Subject: Need a rat/corn/etc snake I need a snake. Corn snake, rat snake, green snake...

Dear Rain Gods, Please accept my sincerest apologies as I have obviously displeased you in some fashion. Last week you blew out the Elk ...

It felt like one of those muggy Carolina 90/90s , ninety degrees Fahrenheit and ninety percent humidity, and the deck thermometer, caught i...

It seems I'm not the only one attracted to nature's amazing blues. Most of the pictures offered in this blog are taken within a sto...

Huddled under the dense rhododendrons in a futile attempt to escape the downpour, we tried to remember how many Mississippi s there are in ...

Mary went on a closet cleaning binge yesterday and, amid the chaos, she redicovered this picture of her grandfather, D-Dad, and a couple of ...

"Since tomorrow's your birthday, why don't you go fishing in the morning?" Sweeter words were never spoken. Have I ment...

Po’ Boy says it’s like fly fishing from your living room easy chair. I’d agree, providing you insert the phrase “demonically possessed” b...

Another bright little guy, a skink, defies the conventional woodland color scheme... ...while his chameleon cousin plays it safe.

This is what I carry for chasing river largemouths. This is what I almost always end up using. It’s sort of like lugging your whole golf ...