Drifting The Prairie Ocean Outdoor Journal

It seems like it has taken forever for our little carp creek to clear.  Today is the eleventh day since the big rain came and it's just ...

Damn Perch. You know... I shouldn't be like that, about the perch I mean.  I... love... the perch.  Yet, as beautiful and delightful a...

In the long waged battle over water there came some rather good news this week for this prairie ocean here in southern Oklahoma.  The s...

It seems that Charlie and me are definitely on hold right now.  While we've been waiting for our little carp creek to settle down and ge...

Mother nature likes to have her say from time to time and has joined the dialogue in our conversations with carp. Who amongst us can unde...

The big rain was riding the tracks of a western freight yesterday.  Having finished a day of servitude at the mercantile store I knew I woul...

Charlie has done most of the scouting here of late and yesterday I felt like it was my time to step up and help out in the scouting departme...

Last Wednesday, Charlie and yours truly were fishing for lake carp and we knew very well we were drifting uncharted waters.  Somehow, and ...