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Anglers Journal

Anglers Journal Spring 2017

Anglers Journal celebrates the best writing, photography, illustration, design and sporting art on the topic of fishing. Come join some of the most prolific fishing editors and writers in the industry for the best angling experience on the water.

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Land:
United States
Sprache:
English
Verlag:
Active Interest Media
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Quarterly
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1 Min.
opening spreads

Crossroads “Anglers have a way of romanticizing their battles with fish and of forgetting that the fish has a hook in his mouth, his gullet or his belly.” Ernest Hemingway Sublime “It is spring again. The earThis like a child that knows poems by heart.” Rainer Maria Rilke Hunters “The animals who play with the most abandon are the predators. … The prey are almost never safe enough to play.” Brenda Cooper Unending “I still don’t know why I fish or why other men fish. … But I do know that if it were not for the strong, quick life of rivers, for their sparkle in the sunshine, for the cold greyness of them under rain and the feel of them about my legs as I set my feet hard down on rocks or sand or gravel,…

4 Min.
old school

I live in a world of moving water, line squalls, secret spots and gruff charter skippers who aren’t afraid to holler and curse, occasionally at paying customers. This is a world of southwest winds, new moons, shoestring eels, silver eels, alewives, porgies and live menhaden. It is a landscape dotted with lighthouses and foghorns, double-humps and tide rips, sandbars, mussel bars, deep ruts and bright, windy flats where handsome, light-colored fish grub and gorge on sand eels, silversides and crabs. Worm hatches in the salt ponds in spring, wet-wading under meteor showers in summer, drifling the passage reef on harvest moons, and wool socks and watch caps in the rips of late November, when all the fish are bright, voracious travelers, racing the season and the stars to who knows where. It…

4 Min.
contributors

Based in New York City, José A. Alvarado Jr. is a photographer pursuing a career in photojournalism and documentary photography. He expresses himself through imagery, and much of his work focuses on the small subcultures in his home state and his journeys to explore them. José’s photos of the Steeplechase Pier on Coney Island are featured in this issue. Ron Ballanti has worked in the marine electronics and fishing industries for nearly 25 years and has fished some of the world’s top destinations with the best captains on the water. An avid angler, he enjoys sharing his experiences through writing and photography. In “Monster Man,” Ron introduces us to Capt. Steve Quinlan, who runs catch-andrelease charters for mako off Southern California. Long an admirer of overlooked places, Reid Bryant haunts the tannic…

3 Min.
mail

SUBSCRIBE TO ANGLERS JOURNAL Call (800) 877-5207 or visit anglersjournal.com. Subscriptions are $20 for one year (four issues: Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall). Please send letters and comments to Anglers Journal, 10 Bokum Road, Essex, CT 06426, or email wsisson@aimmedia.com. MEETING A MASTER Your recent issue reminded me of the great work Anglers Journal does. Great design, writing and images! I saw your article awhile back on Arthur Shilstone [“Master of the Moment,” Spring 2015]. I met him about a year ago at his studio. I had always wanted to meet him, and I felt as though I’d better do something about it before it was too late. I sent him some samples of my work and asked if I could visit him sometime. He does not email, so we corresponded by regular mail initially. When I…

11 Min.
the longest hunt for a billfish

Although I’m a fishing writer, I’m not going to stretch the truth. In fact, I’m going to state up front that I’m no expert when it comes to billfishing. Not only have I failed to raise a long-nose on 90 percent of my tropical bluewater outings over the years, but also the few I’ve been lucky enough to hook — or should have hooked — have left me scratching my head. I don’t know what it is about marlin and sailfish, but I just can’t seem to manage a nice, clean catch of a reasonably sized fish on normal tackle — something I can brag about during those after-hours get-togethers on someone’s boat back at the dock, when crews gripe about tips, taxidermy cuts, cheap absentee owners and the guy in…

7 Min.
pull of the current

I have been fishing since I was 3. It is part of my family folklore that when my parents went out on their 14-foot skiff for snapper and mackerel, they would tie the first fish caught on my line, and that would keep me busy for the day. The Miami Beach house I grew up in fronted Biscayne Bay. My father still lives there, and lavender hibiscus and scarlet ixora bloom in the backyard, where I played and fished when I wasn’t trying to pry open coconuts that fell from the two palm trees that stood like exclamation points at the back of the lot. I come from the shrimp-on-the-hook, spin-rod school of fishing — preferably live, snapping shrimp, but thawed out from the freezer if I couldn’t persuade my father…