Paula Piatt

I’m not a “big fish” kind of fisherman.

I still like to go out and “just catch fish.” They don’t need to be big, although I do prefer a steady stream of them. I guess I’ll never be a muskie fisherman.

But I have to admit that the lake trout in Lake Champlain have always been in the back of my mind. Although I’ve never gone out on the lake and specifically targeted lakers, that thought is always there when we’re floating for bass...

This is the time of year when I sometimes have to force myself to fish. Yeah, I know – tough decision. But it’s hot and it’s sticky and, well, I just really don’t feel like sitting out on a boat in the blazing sun on the lake all day.

But when Steve suggests an evening run up Lake Champlain for smallmouth, sometimes I’ll...

We were a mess.

Both Steve and I were hacking and coughing, suffering the lasting effects of a spring cold. I was still wrestling with a pulled back muscle having had to lift our 65 pound yellow Lab up the steps several days before.

The last place you would think you would find us was in theturkey woods.

But it was opening day. Nothing stops you on opening day.

The hills around our Elizabethtown home have provided...

It wasn't uncomfortable when I first stepped out of the truck. It was rather exhilarating. That, over the course of the next several hours, however, would change.

I look forward to ice fishing with mixed emotions. Sitting and waiting for the bay to freeze in November and December, it's easy to romanticize (if that's the right word for it) gliding across the snow and ice, drilling a hole and pulling a huge perch through it. It's quite...

Sometimes lost in the whitetail frenzy of the fall and early winter, small-game hunting is still alive and well in the Adirondacks. In fact, it's all I do, although I am toying with the idea of picking up a rifle for deer season next year.

For now, and through Feb. 28, it's pheasants for me. I'll hunt them regularly – not always bringing something home, but having fun nonetheless. It's been tough the past few years, since losing our...

It's that time in the ice fishing season when the sun is a little higher in the sky and, with the coming of Daylight Saving Time, you'll have a little longer day on the ice. Sure, you can take a cooler full of sandwiches and a bag of chips, but with all that fresh food swimming beneath you, why not enjoy it?

One of my earliest memories of ice fishing with Steve involved a bright, March day on Lake Champlain. We were sitting outside the...

 

I'll have to admit, the first time Steve asked me to go ice fishing with him, I was a bit skeptical.

It wasn't even a passing thought when we lived "down south." Once the waters buttoned up, so did we for the most part, spending the winters dreaming of the next fishing season. Not that there weren't ice fishing opportunities; we just didn't take advantage of them. Maybe that's because creature-comfort advances hadn't been made...