My friend Lewis and I were up to our waists in water. It was March, and the temperature outside was still a little cool. So it didn’t take long for the 58-degree water in the oxbow lake we were ...

The button willows we were fishing were thick enough to hide a hunter-orange hippo, but on the edge in open water, another fisherman somehow managed to see us. “Hey! Y’all need some help?” he called.

Whether fishing in a tournament or just fishing for fun with friends, there is always someone catching fish when you are not. When I fish tournaments and am having a bad day, I might think no one is ...