Since the weather decided once again that winter could wait a few more months I've been doing a lot more fishing. I love to bow hunt but I just can't get into it when it's 90 degreees and mosquitos the size of chickens are doing dive bombing runs on my face. I had reserved a campsite for Emma Long Park in Austin, the capital of the greatest state in the Union, ok in the world. I love the rest of the states too so don't get mad non Texans but it's different here at home. Anyway the plan was …
Adventures
Return to The Desert
As a kid we would gather at my uncles house every year to pack up the trailers and trucks and get gear ready for the men in my family to make the trip to Colorado for a deer and elk hunt. They did this for 13 straight years and I couldn't wait until I was old enough to go with them. That day never came. Things happen, life changes, people move, people die, but my desire to have a tradition like that never left. As a nearing forty year old adult I feel like we have started our own sort of …
Carp?
Carp? That's the question I get asked most anytime someone ask me, you catching anything? Yes carp, on purpose. When I was a kid I spent most daylight hours on, in, or near some water and as a kid it wasn't about anything but fun. I've had more fun catching carp than most any other fish I've ever caught. Eventhough here in the US it is not considered a game fish and actually most often referred to as a "trash" fish you can't deny the fight that carp put up. In most of Europe these fish are …
It’s better than work
I waited all winter for it to get cold so we could go catch the blue cat at Lake Tawakoni. Being cold is not a requirement for the blue cat as much as it is for me, I just want it to be cold when I catch them, it seems funner to me when I may get some frost bite. Winter never came this year and I didn't want to miss a good trip so off we went. This time would be Patrick who is usually behind the camera or trying to keep up with me in the woods, his legs are short, and Hoss who I could write …
Last Run to Mertzon
My phone starts ringing. Who calls anymore? I thought everyone just texted unless it was real important. I see it says, Brown. This is gonna be good, he must've killed a big deer. I answer, "what's up Brown". He says "Coondog I killed a doe" I say "ok?" He says "the bad news is I need 72 more killed in the next month" and that is how this trip got started. I knew we needed to kill a ton of deer so I called in some more help, my brother Nate would come with me and Alex, and Brown was calling …
