ABOUT ME

Experience

I have been camping and enjoying nature since I was an infant (no hyperbole).  I had the good fortune of having as my mentors a WWII veteran and active member of the Boy Scouts of America for 64 years as a grandfather (Russell) and a father (Gary) who was a scout (eventually Eagle Scout) at the age of eleven and an angler a few years before that.  My love and respect for nature, as well as a majority of my outdoor related skills, I owe to these men as fathers and scoutmasters.

I support an active lifestyle and approach to the outdoors.  Though one does not have to look far or hard to be rewarded by the splendor of nature, I enjoy overcoming the obstacles Mother Nature may throw at us in pursuit of nature’s bounty.  I believe that we sportsman are the stewards of the wilderness and have the honor and responsibility to exhibit and extol the virtues of conservation.  And while I do have a general love of nature and the outdoors, my primary love is fishing.

Fishing

My first catch was a Rainbow trout taken from Rattlesnake Creek (a tributary stream of the Connetquot River / Long Island, NY) when I was  three (3) years old.  The excitement that I felt that day has never waned and my passion for fishing has never waivered.  In fact, that passion grows with each adventure.  While I will occasionally find myself surf fishing, I spend most of my time fishing in freshwater with my favorite body of water being the Upper Delaware River.  Primarily a spin fisherman specializing in artificial lures, I have also been known to cast a fly rod. My favorite species to target are Smallmouth Bass, Trout, Walleye, and the Pike family but I am more than willing to go after anything that swims.  No matter the target or method, for me fishing is about the experience.  In the words of John Buchan, “the charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable: a perpetual series of occasions for hope.”

My Last Trip

Date:         28-29 September 2018
Location:  Private Lakes / Catskills, NY
​Weather:  60 degrees / Cloudy
​Water:      Stained / 60 +/- degrees

The Upper Delaware River was running high so Evan and I decided to tartget largemouth bass from his jet boat.  An overall slow day was still a blast and the few flurries of action resulted in approximately 20 bass and chain pickerel boated between the two of us with a weightless, texas-rigged Sick Stick doing most of my damage.  Evan had a trip the following day so I beat the banks with Uncle Danny and added another ten or so bass to the tally.  I spent a good deal of time using a casting rod; more practice required but definitely improving.  Also had a few blow ups on a hollow-bodied frog (with several bass lauching completely out of water) but couldnt stick any.  Tight Lines.