I sat at the Ihop yesterday wondering whether my blueberry pancake portion would be as large as advertised and scratching new mosquito bites. At 10:30 AM, I’d squeezed in between the breakfast and lunch crowd and found plenty of seats available among the modest brunch crowd of senior citizens with their wide, roving bespectacled eyes. […]Read more "Nothing Complicated"
I took my snow boot liners out for washing and the boots themselves went in the shower. The sled’s about to be locked away in the basement. This week the tip-ups and jig lines will be worked over in preparation for next season. All in all, I’m just saying that the ice fishing season has […]Read more "Reflections on Ice"
Well, here’s a topic I could write on and on about indefinitely. I’ll try to keep it short. I’ve never understood the term “rough fish” nor do I like it. We’ve been refining a pretty good system of fish nomenclature over the last couple of hundred years in the western world and this […]Read more "Fishing’s Rough and Resilient Future"
It’s rained quite a bit this summer and Pittsburgh, as representative of western Pennsylvania, has received 14 inches above normal rainfall for this time of the year. Local rivers were flooding (some extremely) yesterday morning and many Pittsburghers couldn’t make it to work. Few people were going fishing. It put my plans on […]Read more "Seize the (very wet) Day!"
WikiparX is, foremost, a reflection of me, Cedric Keith. I’ve thought throughout my life about starting an outdoor business and about just what kind of a business that should be. My first foray into this realm was the selling of my own flies (fly fishing lures) beginning at about the age of […]Read more "Announcing WikiparX"
The hiking stove featured here is the Emberlit. In my book, The Dying Fish, I recount the story of catching my first brook trout late one summer evening in Newfoundland, long ago. The moment was magical because I was seeing this fish for the first time, a fish that would shape my life in […]Read more "Summer Nights Well Spent"
Catfish have always been a fascination of mine. Maybe it’s because I grew up in the north where there were almost none of them and I went through childhood hoping to some day catch a catfish. Actually, I’m told that I caught my first one in Indiana at the age of 3 on a cane […]Read more "Pole Cats"