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Catch Up on Recent Articles

so cold but there’s plenty of time to warm up at a meeting

A thousand clear acres of wind have been tearing though the seams and zippers of ice fisherman on South Kingstown’s Worden Pond. Huddled atop fast freezing holes, cold, still, heads down, parkas stuffed with fleece until they look like sausages, they have braved that wicked wind for weeks now. But an inside line says the catching has been good. Similar to the way rain textures a ponds surface, ice may have a similar effect of making fish feel safer from overhead predators, drawing them into...

feng shui for bait, on worden pond, the sweet sound of guns

Keeping shiners in the bathtub can put a quiet but significant strain on a relationship. While logical for the average New England ice fisherman, some significant others apparently find such live storage to be unusual, unnecessary and kind of gross. The bucket which holds them is a wonderful example of recycling, the life-sustaining bubbler is powered by rechargeable batteries and the noise is very much on par with those fancy feng shui percolators which bring internal peace and cosmic...

wind on frozen water, the coming of forage fishes and a big camo hat salute

Before the rains winds and big snows rolled in, local ice had been clear and smooth, like rolled steel, like the finest glass. In the old days, young kids old enough to know better would have spun old style straight body pickup’s in wicked fun circles all around our ponds, spinning off before the man shone his flashlight on plate numbers, leaving only the sound of huge laughter rolling through the night. Largely this winter has been a calm affair; with easy snow falls and wood stoves sending...