Lingcod Fishing in Half Moon Bay

Giant lingcod, threatening whales and an old friend are subjects of this post. Blood and heartbreak are prevalent themes. Still interested? Then read on. As the 21-foot Boston Whaler crested sharply down the backside of the wave, I tried to quell a rising sense of vulnerability. Unfortunately, the size of the vessel was the least of my worries. The GPS computer on the boat would turn on and off,...

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Yellowstone Fishing

The Old Faithful Geyser  As I trudge through the calf deep mud and bison excrement, I hold my fly rod high above the muck with one hand. With the other I thumb the orange safety clip of my bear spray, listening for a rustle or a growl to warn me of an imminent attack. As I approach the river, a cloud of steam obscures the surface. Then, a sudden gust of wind lifts the steam and I see a dozen...

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Bass Boy (Teen) Returns

At the age of 16, I cannot really consider myself a kid anymore. I would like to think of myself as an adult, but I also know that is not true. All I know is that I am a boy with an unprecedented amount of freedom and new responsibility. What has stayed the same is my love for the outdoors, for fishing and for life as a whole. With that, let us get to the fishing. Many books detail the life...

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