July/August 2010 Editorial "THE GREAT CATCH SHARES CONSPIRACY BEWARE—THE TROJAN HORSE" here

May/June 2010 Editorial "OUR GREATEST ADVERSARY THE ENVIRONMENTAL "BUSINESS" COMMUNITY here

March/April 2010 Editorial "RECREATIONAL FISHING IS A RIGHT THAT MUST BE FOUGHT FOR" here

March/April 2008 Editorial "FLEXIBILITY IS NEEDED IN THE REBUILDING POLICY OF THE MAGNUSON-STEVENS ACT" here

November/December 2009 Editorial "OBAMA'S INTERAGENCY OCEANS POLICY TASK FORCE POSSIBLY THE GREATEST THREAT TO SPORT FISHING EVER" here

January/February 2010 Editorial "THE DECEMBER 9, 2009 INTERAGENCY OCEAN POLICY TASK FORCE REPORT" here

  For those of you who are regular readers of the journal, you may remember reading the article I wrote last year about fishing inshore, “Delmarva Lumps and Bumps” and all the decent fish we pass over in our obsession for the deep. Toward the beginning of that article I briefly I mentioned over the years I had some interesting adventures fishing for black and red drum in the Delaware and Chesapeake Bays, but would leave the drum stories for another time. Well rather than entertaining our springer spaniel puppy, oh let’s be honest, cleaning up after the little guy, or just being a channel surfing couch potato, I will use the time to spin a yarn or two about my experiences drumming on the bays. More

  White marlin fishing is one of the most exciting and technical kinds of fishing. Doing it right takes extraordinary attention to detail. Making sure that everything is set to go before leaving the dock is key. This means checking your gear is set up right, that your baits are going to be perfect, that you know how to find the fish, that your spread looks right and that everyone knows what to do once you see those neon purple pectoral fins come screaming into the pattern. Knowing that everything is working properly and everyone is on the same page will make for many very exciting and successful trips. More

  Shielding his eyes from the mid-morning sun, Captain Scott Walker stared down the large school of ballyhoo as they feasted on chum flowing freely from the mesh bag affixed to the transom of the Tailwalker 2. In the starboard corner, Mike Kasten stood at the ready with the cast net in hand waiting for the signal from his boss to let the net fly. “There they are Mike, about 40 feet, headin’ your way, nice school of ‘em,” relayed Scott as Mike loaded the net. “Here they come, right at ya. Bust ‘em,” and the net launched in a perfect circle away from the boat directly over the ballyhoo. As it settled down over the school, Mike began the retrieve and he knew right away the cast had made its mark. Moments later dozens of frisky ballyhoo swam in the live-wells of the Tailwalker 2. More

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