Some anglers point to triggerfish as an example of a “new” species in Northeast waters that’s thriving due to climate change. While warming seas may be a contributing factor, the gray triggerfish is no stranger to the Mid-Atlantic and Northeast coast. Occasionally confused with queen triggerfish – a true southern species – gray triggers […]… Read more »

  Up ahead, just off the shore, the beady eyes of a young bullfrog were raised slightly above the surface. As I eased my kayak forward to get into casting position for a little bass fishing, the small green creature kicked forward in an attempt to reach a set of nearby lilies. He never got […]… Read more »

  It is no secret that live bait acts as a lightning rod for predator fish. In fact, the sport fishing fraternity has known for decades that live bait can be the quickest way to a wall mount. The bigger the fish, the more difficult it becomes to convince it to inhale a chunk of […]… Read more »

By Dave Lengyel     What do you get when you mix wood with a jig? The answer is an excellent combination to catch largemouth bass. There is no doubt that any type of wood that is either exposed or submerged has a good chance to produce bucketmouths. In the early season, the dark wood […]… Read more »

    The eastern flank of the sandy island was slowly disappearing as the tide began to trickle in from the nearby inlet. As an armada of small craft buzzed up and down the main channel, I smiled at the obscurity of feeling very much alone while having the fish all to myself. I was on […]… Read more »

      Without a doubt the 2018 fluke season has gotten off to a fine start. With water temperatures still relatively cool, big fish have stayed shallow, offering the chance to catch the doormat of a lifetime in bay and nearshore waters from New Jersey to Massachusetts. No doubt, they’ll still be plenty of […]… Read more »

    It’s 9:00 a.m., more than half an hour since your last strike. Up above, the sun screams from a cloudless sky, beating down relentlessly upon on the back of your neck. In an hour, you’ll be red as a lobster, sunblock or not. “Maybe it’s time to go home and mow the lawn,” […]… Read more »

          It must have been a small down-draft that caused it to miss. Or, perhaps the small mayfly simply miscalculated. In either case, it was now precariously perched, half on, half off, a small lily pad at the edge of an open pocket. I watched it for a second or two, […]… Read more »