Sacred Fishing Holes

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By Alice Tesar It might have been the coyotes that kept me awake the night prior. More likely it was thoughts about the section of river we planned to visit that day. I’d heard a lot about the spot and debated it’s worthiness. I had heard that...



Not Today

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"WHEN I SAY I LOVE TO FISH, THAT'S THE KIND OF LOVE I'M TALKING ABOUT. THE KIND OF LOVE THAT COMES WITH PAIN AND STRUGGLE AND DEATH. THE KIND OF LOVE YOU EVENTUALLY WISH YOU HAD NEVER KNOWN." The night sky is just opening its eyes....



The River… Why?

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By Justin Pickett A FAINT FOG ESCAPES ME AS I EXHALE A DEEP BREATH OF MOUNTAIN AIR. I can hear the tumbling waters of my favorite north Georgia stream just off in the distance. They are surely running super low and crystal clear as expected. My angst...



A Year Fishing The Everglades Special, Half Way Through A Bad Decision

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By Paul Pucket FISHING WISE, I HAVE NEVER HAD A YEAR LIKE THIS ONE. I am fishing in places I have never fished and feel very lucky to have the opportunities. The main difference between this year, and the prior years spent chasing these mindless, slimy, instinctual...



A Humbling day on the White River

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IT'S 4:00AM AND MY ADRENALINE HAS ME AWAKE WAY AHEAD OF THE ALARM CLOCK JUST LIKE THE FIRST TIME MY DAD TOOK ME HUNTING WHEN I WAS A KID. As I gaze onto the silhouette of the White River I hear the resident trout in the...