Todd Corayer
Special to Outdoor Enthusiast Lifestyle MagazineBrian, Tom, a Council & Schools of Munnawhatteaug. Really.
He’s a veteran, a fireman, a husband, a relentless kayak fisherman and a rock solid friend who calls some lucky people, “brother.” Brian’s had some intel on schools of early morning albies and called in fishing partner Tom Adams. The two launched kayaks at dawn, understanding that albies would be moving south soon so every day on the water was precious. Some situations call for fishing solo but more often, being on the water with a friend is the best experience. Tom’s another guy who lives outdoors with a big, natural smile to prove it.
How Storms Affect Fish, Fishing, & Tim Moore, With Some Help From Pliny the Elder
Hurricane season means months of seaside homeowner angst, beaches wiped clean, low pressure and high surf but what does all that mean for fishing?
Why do some guys fish hard in the days leading up to storms and why does it seem a big Fall blow can shut fishing down for the season?
Dynamite, Hobie Kayaks, Top Guns & Catching Some Albies…
It feels dynamite.
You can cast for twenty minutes, slam the rod against the gunwales, curse a blue streak or swear you hate fishing. You can pack so many jigs and snax into a plastic box that the lid cracks and cracks again before you finally give up trying to push it shut. It’s a hit like dynamite.
You can learn a lot from 6″ of water
Always an outdoors column on the move, this week we go electroshocking catfish in Attleboro, Ma., find out how much you can learn by looking into a five gallon bucket and enjoy a quick discussion on Napoleon’s wallpaper.
Seriously.
Al’s Goldfish, Coming Back To a Tackle Box Near You, Thanks To Mainer Mike Lee
Last year, I had the pleasure to meet Mike Lee, a small business owner from Maine who was promoting his fishing products at an outdoor writers meeting. He’s an engaging guy and we had much in common. A few days ago, we talked for a very long time about his company, family, lures, ambitions and hopes for this new year. Mike has vision.
Spotting Sharks From The Air
Wayne Davis grew up “down The Point” in the early 1950s, when Rhode Island’s Pt. Judith Harbor was a wide-open landscape of lobstermen, fish trappers, quahoggers and draggers, wharves, and fish houses. Fishing made for a good living, so Davis went from high school to the deck of Joe Whaley’s E. Carl Rice Jr., a classic wooden eastern rig. Like those before him, he worked hard inshore and offshore, but one day he realized there was a good living to be made overhead, not in the rigging but in the skies. Now, after more than 40 years of fish spotting, looking for pods of tuna, piles of herring, schools of mackerel and single sleeping swords, Davis cruises above Cape Cod’s shallow shoreline and busy beaches searching for white sharks.
