Largemouth lust The casters trade rods back and forth. Watching them, I can feel more sympathy for the obsession with equipment. I’m obsessed too; it’s impossible to be a serious fly fisherman and not be. …
April 25, 2021
In a wounded rampage, the buck came flying out of the brush at full-tilt, headed for my midsection.
Posted February 26, 1987
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The bass at Lake Cuyamaca, the ducks at Niland, where to fish in San Diego Bay
Outdoor life: fishing and hunting
A Cast of One In spring in the surf, you are thinking of halibut. Everybody loves halibut. Fished for from shore, halibut offer all that is sporting in angling: a certain elusiveness, the confident strike, …
August 13, 2016
Drawn by lot to hunt deer at Camp Pendleton
It was September of 1985 and my first California deer hunt. I was forty miles north of San Diego, inside Camp Pendleton. The marine base provides what some old-timers claim is the best deer hunting in Southern California.
February 26, 1987