I have been camping and enjoying nature since I was an infant (no hyperbole).  I had the good fortune of having as my mentors a WWII veteran and active member of the Boy Scouts of America for 64 years as a grandfather (Russell) and a father (Gary) who was a scout (eventually Eagle Scout) at the age of eleven and an angler a few years before that.  My love and respect for nature, as well as a majority of my outdoor related skills, I owe to these men as fathers and scoutmasters.

I support an active lifestyle and approach to the outdoors.  Though one does not have to look far or hard to be rewarded by the splendor of nature, I enjoy overcoming the obstacles Mother Nature may throw at us in pursuit of nature’s bounty.  I believe that we sportsman are the stewards of the wilderness and have the honor and responsibility to exhibit and extol the virtues of conservation.  And while I do have a general love of nature and the outdoors, my primary love is fishing.


My first catch was a Rainbow trout taken from Rattlesnake Creek (a tributary stream of the Connetquot River / Long Island, NY) when I was  three (3) years old.  The excitement that I felt that day has never waned and my passion for fishing has never waivered.  In fact, that passion grows with each adventure.  While I will occasionally find myself surf fishing, I spend most of my time fishing in freshwater with my favorite body of water being the Upper Delaware River.  Primarily a spin fisherman specializing in artificial lures, I have also been known to cast a fly rod. My favorite species to target are Smallmouth Bass, Trout, Walleye, and the Pike family but I am more than willing to go after anything that swims.  No matter the target or method, for me fishing is about the experience.  In the words of John Buchan, “the charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable: a perpetual series of occasions for hope.”

My Last Trip

Date:         19 May 2018
Location:  Catskills, New York
​Weather:  50 degrees / Torrential Rain
​Water:      Stained / High 50s

After I finished with the volunteer work at my former scout camp, I was able to hit the water for a few hours.  While the "home" lake does hold some large fish, quantity and action often win out.  I caught six largemouth bass (four on a Turbo Bullet chatterbait with grub trailer and two on Sick Sticks) in 1.5 hours before moving to another lake within the reservation.  The second lake was not as kind though I did catch a 20" chain pickerel (chatterbait).  I returned to the "home" lake where the chatterbait bite had died off.  After 45 minutes with no bites, I threw on my tried and true: 4.5" EOC.  With a jerkbait tied on for the final 15 minutes, I landed another four largemouth and the black crappie pictured.  This is the first fish I fileted and did so at the request of my daughter.  She loved the fileting process and the final product: panko-breaded calico bass nuggets,.