Last March, I was shivering in my kayak on Lake Fork at 6 AM, watching my fish finder show nothing but empty water. The air temp was 42 degrees, water temp barely cracking 48, and I'd already cycled through half my tackle box with zero bites. Then I remembered something an old-timer told me at […]

The thermometer on my kayak read 92°F, and I'd been striking out along the banks of Lake Guntersville for three hours straight. That's when I remembered something Kevin VanDam said at a seminar: "When the water gets hot, the bass go deep." Twenty minutes later, after locating a 25-foot ledge on my fish finder, I […]

The sunrise was just painting Lake Travis orange when my buddy Jake pulled up a gorgeous 3-pound bass. "What are we doing with all these fish?" he asked, looking at our overflowing cooler. That's when I realized - after years of perfecting my kayak fishing setup, I'd gotten pretty good at catching fish, but I […]

Last April on Lake Travis, I watched a massive largemouth ignore every lure in my tackle box for two hours straight. She was sitting on a bed the size of a truck tire, maybe three feet from my kayak in gin-clear water. Just when I was about to give up, I noticed something – every […]

Last summer in Milford Sound, my paddle blade sliced through water so still it mirrored the 5,000-foot cliffs above. A fur seal popped up next to my kayak, rolled onto its back, and stared at me like I'd invaded its living room. That's when it hit me – after paddling in 47 countries, I'd finally […]

Last Saturday morning at Lady Bird Lake, I watched a guy struggle with every stroke, his knuckles constantly banging against his kayak's gunwales. His paddle was way too short. After 20 minutes, he paddled over to me, frustrated and asking why kayaking felt so difficult. That's when I realized how many paddlers are using the […]

Last winter, I was drifting my kayak through the morning mist below Canyon Dam when my fly line went tight. Twenty minutes later, I slid a 24-inch rainbow trout into my net – the kind of fish that keeps you coming back to the Guadalupe River year after year. After spending over a decade exploring […]

The crack of glacier ice hitting water echoed across the bay like thunder. My paddle froze mid-stroke as a house-sized chunk of Aialik Glacier crashed into the sea, sending waves rippling toward my kayak. After two decades of paddling from Texas to Tasmania, nothing prepared me for the raw power of kayaking in Alaska. Last […]

Last spring, I found myself floating through a slot canyon on Lake Powell, my kayak dwarfed by 200-foot sandstone walls that glowed orange in the morning light. A great blue heron startled from a hidden alcove, its wings casting shadows on water so still it looked like glass. That's when it hit me – Utah […]

The first time I paddled into a Louisiana cypress swamp, I knew I'd found something special. It was early morning on Lake Martin, just outside Lafayette, and the mist was so thick I could barely see 20 feet ahead. Then, as if someone had pulled back a curtain, the fog lifted to reveal a cathedral […]