Springtime at the REZ

This was my first bass I caught. I had surgery two weeks ago and wanted to fish. Went to a friends pond down the road with my boyfriend and caught my first bass!

We pulled up to one of my limb lines, and I said, “Carter, my limb line is gone.” “What?” he replied. “My limb line is gone,” I repeated. “There it is. It was straight down,” I said. “Grab […]

My grandson loves to shoot one of my old recurve bows; he’s learning the true fundamentals .