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Vanishing Paradise I: Pure life

Coastal Louisiana is disappearing right before our eyes

by Johnny Carrol Sain - Wednesday, Dec 7th, 2016

Photo: Johnny Carrol Sain

“Pura vida,” said Erin Brown as the boat hummed across brackish waters. Erin is the sportsmen outreach coordinator for the National Wildlife Federation’s Vanishing Paradise program. More importantly, Erin is a coastal Louisiana native in love with her home. “Pura vida means pure life,” she said. “They say it everywhere in Costa Rica.

For large grouper, a precarious rebound

The debate over the Ocean's Goliath

by Kris Millgate - Monday, Dec 5th, 2016

Ryan Kane, Southern Instinct owner and guide, releases a goliath grouper that ate a cobia, which was on the line for eating herring bait (photo: Kris Millgate).

I grew up far from the ocean so the only goliath I knew was the one David dropped with a slingshot. I don’t know how much that giant weighed on land, but the ocean beast with the same name tips nearly half a ton. Goliath grouper can live 40 years and can weigh 800 pounds. The one I’m looking at is less than half that size, but it’s still a lot of fish. Or a lot of fish to eat if that’s the side of the table you’re sitting on.

Pike thumb

An honest trade

by Steve Zakur - Friday, Dec 2nd, 2016

Photo: Steve Zakur

On a early spring evening, just as the tide goes slack low, you can see bobbing headlamps on the sandbar at the mouth of a certain New England river. Packed into tight groups the anglers will be sharing stories of the outgoing. If all went well, headlamps will be focused on the roughened pads of thumbs. Lipping stripers during a good evening eventually scours the thumb to the texture of well used sand paper. The same happens on a good day of largemouth or smallmouth fishing. Bass thumb isn’t a problem, it’s a badge of honor.

Do you have a casting style or just flawed technique?

All too often, style is invoked to describe what is actually flawed technique

by John Juracek - Thursday, Dec 1st, 2016

Photo: John Juracek

Every June I attend a gathering of bamboo rod builders and aficionados on the banks of the Henry's Fork River. These gatherings are a chance to visit with friends, try out a variety of new and classic rods, and observe a lot of flycasting. This year's gathering did not disappoint. Some of the most interesting talk revolved around the question of casting styles.

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