Monthly Archives: June 2010

Small ship trips may hold trouble, boredom and close quarters with nasty fellow travelers

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703615104575329083077337418.html Check out this story on the Wall Street Journal before deciding to take a trip on a small ship.  Imagine being told the ship you are on which is…

EARLY SEASON ROCKERS TEST MARYLAND WATERS

   By Steve and Chelley Scala Outdoor Life Writers THE CHESAPEAKE It’s time to ROCK, or so says all who are testing the pre-season waters of Maryland’s Tidewater in search…

Island Shows New Signs of Slippage from Mainland; Indians Set to Turn it Into Casino

ST. GEORGE ISLAND, Md. (SPECIAL) — A serious disturbance in the Gregorian Fault which lies underneath the Potomac River and affects an island attached to the mainland of St. Mary’s…

Products That Protect the Chesapeake

By Cap’n Larry Jarboe THE CHESAPEAKE While cruising by car on a weekday lunch trip through Solomons, I saw a boatload of happy anglers from the Miss Susie cleaning their…

Top Three Finest Fishing Piers in May

By Cap’n Larry Jarboe THE CHESAPEAKE  A few years ago, the “Hooked on Fishing” youth program hosted an all day fishing derby at the Point Lookout State Fishing Pier in…

Wildcats with Whiskers!

  Catch cats year round with no limit in Patuxent south of Rt. 214 Bridge  By Cap’n Larry Jarboe THE CHESAPEAKE  BENEDICT — One of the most cooperative fish to…

Stink Bait

By Cap’n Larry Jarboe THE CHESAPEAKE   Carl Stewart was one of my favorite fishing buddies who has moved on to that great fishing hole in the sky.  He was my…

Two Wheeling Time

When the weather starts warming up, I get the bug to start up the Harley and enjoy the open road.  I know that I am not alone because warm weather…

Fisheries Management

Editor’s Note: Bill Bartlett is a very dedicated fisherman and conservationist. Some years ago, he helped rid St. Mary’s County of the bank traps that were killing otters, terrapins, cormorants,…

Stihl Afloat

By Cap’n Larry Jarboe THE CHESAPEAKE   The absolutely most unbelieveable fishing adventure in my memory began with a trip up Indian Creek to clear away a Loblolly pine tree…