I’m lying on my belly on the ice, peering into the darkening depths. I clip on a 3-inch tube jig and lower it down about 15 feet so I can study its action. I watch the white soft plastic tentacles pulsate through the clear water as I wiggle the rod tip. I see it dart...
If it wasn’t for brook trout I might never have learned to build a quinzee. It was the lure of the square tail that put me in the bush before the sun, and saw me trudging home well after dark. Sometimes with fish, sometimes not, but always with an urge to reach...
I’ve made a lot of mistakes when ice fishing walleye. Lakes that have coughed up plenty of fish in open water have left me gnashing my teeth on the ice of an apparent walleye desert. It’s tempting to simply chalk it up to the fish not biting but long ago I resolved...
Finding productive water is one of the most vexing aspects of brook trout fishing. We research, explore and even eaves drop to become enlightened. We search by truck, snowmobile and snowshoe, chasing the dream of icing a brace of robust speckled trout from the snowy...
It’s one of those warm summer mornings where tree-top-filtered sunlight dissipates mist over glassy-smooth water. Bass fishing was not my intention when I left the dock, but after an hour of pulling a spinner rig along a steep break, the lake’s walleye are...
