Chatter
THE AUTHOR ESCAPES TO HIS BACKYARD FOR WINTER BREAK. PHOTO: MIKE BASNITE
EDITOR’S ANGLE
HOMEBOUND I
admit it. I’m a homebody. Travel may be broadening, but I like to stay at home. Maybe
because I live near one of the greatest fishing holes in the world. Or maybe because I hate being herded into a tin can and held hostage by air traffic control. Sure, once I arrive at a destination, I love to
explore new water and catch unfamiliar fish. Still, I stay glued to Facebook and Instagram to follow the action at home. That’s because I live at the intersection of Chesapeake Bay and the Atlantic Ocean where every change of season brings a different species of fish to target. Every minute I spend away from home is a minute I miss chasing the fish-of-the-day. For me, vacation is as far away as the
local fishing hole. I can grab my kayak, hit the water, experience epic action and get home in time for dinner. Or I can load my kayak on the roof racks, pile the truck with gear and drive
WHY YOU SHOULD LOVE YOUR LOCAL FISHING HOLE
a couple hours in any direction for a weekend getaway. Tired of chasing king mackerel, I can turn my attention to largemouth bass. Try that in your motorboat. Even in the dead of winter, I can find fish to keep me warm. Why would I leave home? This issue of Kayak Angler is dedicated to the
stay-cation—the art of getting away from it all without leaving the neighborhood. In No Place Like Home on page 53, the biggest stars in kayak fishing tell us where they fish when they aren’t fishing for a living. You might recognize your own fishing hole, or find a new one. Even in the dead of winter,
I can get a
fishing fix without changing my latitude. Every kayak angler should have a little spot where he can find fish in the worst weather. On page 34 Bill Kohls tells us how to fish winter rivers for some of the hottest action of the year. A few pages later, Ben Duchesney takes us fishing for
a freshwater monster that lives in every state in the Union and on every continent except Antarctica. Chances are, you can find them in your backyard. If you are still feeling crushed by cabin fever,
beat down by the winter doldrums and itching to get out of Dodge, the Destination column (page 40) will take you to Panama’s isolated Azuero Peninsula where home is a pop-tent and the neighbors are howler monkeys. But if you can’t make it to Panama,
surely there is a fishing opportunity await- ing discovery a few miles from home. Last winter, my buddies chartered a mother- ship out of Hatteras, North Carolina, to target king mackerel. As I bobbed in the blue water, I felt the first pull of a 20-pound smoker—that’s when I knew there’s no place like home. —Ric Burnley
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