My family’s shack on an island in the world’s largest hypersaline lagoon has brought us closer to the fishing—and to one another.
The affable musician turned guide is the rare fly-fisherman to reach star status within the angling world.
Inspired by an ancient Japanese tradition, it’s all about catching as many minuscule species as possible.
With Texas’s annual Free Fishing Day, you can cast your line without all the red tape. No license required!
I’d long hoped to snag the elusive state fish of Texas. A nineteen-year-old expert guide helped me do it.
Move over, speckled trout and redfish. The misunderstood, toothy sheepshead is a tasty—and sustainable—catch.
Lucrative tournaments built around these river monsters are booming.
Federal agencies have long struggled to stop illegal fishing and drug smuggling in the Gulf of Mexico. In recent years, it’s only gotten worse.
As the oppressive Texas summer finally makes way for autumn, people naturally flock to the great outdoors. In the DFW area, many fresh-air seekers head to Garland, where they discover more than 2,800 acres of recreational options. Garland is an unexpected oasis of lakes, lush parks, and nature preserves laced with winding trails. Hit the
The Hill Country offers fast-flowing streams and some nice bass. But for solitude and diversity of species, the creeks and bayous east of I-45 can’t be beat.
These Lone Star lures catch the eye as much as they catch fish.
We’re calling it: Texas has the best fishing in the United States.Alaska and Florida are right up there. California is too, we guess. But what many Texans may not appreciate—even those of us who grew up casting lines—is the impressive diversity of fishing in the Lone Star State. Most of
Texas offers some of the most-diverse fishing in the country—from stalking monster sharks on Padre Island to fly-fishing from a kayak on the remote Pecos River. And for three months, I got to try it all.
Here are four essential items to get off dry land and into a kayak.
The state has spent more than a century building up a world-class fishery, with some unintended consequences.
The son of a Texas legend stalks the coastal shallows with the soul of an artist.
Our estimable advice columnist on saying “I do” to a potbellied pig, bidding farewell to supper, giving your regards to Texas, and complaining about cold tortillas.
Corpus Christi fisherman John Garcia’s painted creations are off the hook.
Sixteen-year-old Kyle Naegeli has perfected the art of sewer fishing.
Plan a summertime weekend catching trophy trout using this guide with tips on what to do, where to eat, and where to stay.
Fishing for solitude—and trophy trout—in a coastal idyll.
The wild and powerful tarpon once ruled the seas off Port Aransas. Why did the ancient fish disappear? And could they make a comeback?
The biggest blue catfish ever caught in Texas—121.5 pounds—was hauled flipping and flopping out of Lake Texoma on January 16, 2004, by Howe resident Cody Mullennix. Contrary to iron-clad tradition, Mullennix did not eat the critter, stuff it, or hang its head on a rural fence post. He donated it,
Modern-day bass fishing owes its enormous popularity to two game-changing events. First, in 1949, Nick Creme rocked the angler community with the creation of the plastic bait worm. Roughly ten years later a fisherman on Lake Tyler, weary of snagging his hooks on submerged timber and vegetation, speared a plastic
A Disney cruise set sail from Galveston under new a deal that is “guaranteed to create a minimum of $2.4 million in gross revenue for the Port of Galveston.”
A Florida man was sentenced to nine months in federal prison Thursday for catching alligator gar in the Trinity River and exporting the fish to Japan.
Game wardens say they have caught seven women competing in the Ladies Kingfish tournament in a lie about some sea bass. They plan to pursue felony charges.
Lake levels are down, but things just might be looking up for fishermen. Two thirteen-pounders were snagged from a depleted reservoir, and officials say there's more where they came from.
Wheat was born in Pasadena and grew up near Cuero. After graduating from college and the Texas Game Warden Training Center, he was stationed in Tyler County for five years before transferring to Ochiltree and Hansford counties in 1996. He lives in Perryton.I credit my dad with my love for
One more trip—would it be the last?—to Toledo Bend Reservoir with my dad.
TEXAS A&M AND THE AGGIES do not need “saving” from anything [“Agent of Change,” November 2006]. CLIFFORD FRY College StationA&M SHOULD CONTINUE TO IMPROVE ITSELF, as any viable enterprise must. The question really becomes this: Beyond things like student-faculty ratios, number of minority students, and the quality of
Who needs Colorado when the Guadalupe River is so closeand so full of rainbow trout.
After nearly fifty years of working Matagorda Bay, Vernon Bates could soon watch his business shut down for good—and so could the thousands of other shrimpers who make their living on the Gulf Coast.
In Mexico’s Sea of Cortés the bonito, tuna and dorado nearly jump into your boat. No wonder I’m hooked.
The son’s ultimate selfishness is to see his father only as his father—not as a man. But on our first fishing trip in 25 years, I began to see my father—and myself—as the grown men we’d become.
There are bass in Sam Rayburn Reservoir, and the gals were out to hook ’em. And Rhonda Wilcox hoped to hook the biggest one of all.
My quest for this magnificent silver fish drew me to a lonely stretch of the Texas coast night and day, summer and fall, over and over again.
Today’s desperadoes are in the bays of the Texas coast, roping redfish and cursing the Parks and Wildlife Department.
Fly-fishing is a particularly fastidious way of trying to fool a fish, but it’s also a particularly pleasant one.
For a man and his daughter out for a pleasant day’s fishing, the first sign of danger was a man’s hat floating silently down the stream.
Polo? It’s passé. Big game hunting? Humdrum. It’s the pursuit of the wily blue marlin that admits men to the world’s most exclusive club.
Forget Jimmy Carter—this is what the New South’s all about.
Cuddling up to a thousand pounds of ravenous hunger.