Ryan Miloshewski

I think Rick put it best, but the issue is not the fishing of the outlets or scowling at people offering advice--it's the majority of people who fish it, and solely fish it like Rick described, and their holier-than-thou attitudes. If they didn't think they were Lefty Kreh or Bob Clouser reincarnate they'd get plenty of respect for what they do. I will say this--a lot of new folks to Branson go and fish down there and I know a lot of the outlet guys help them and the fishery out immensely. Last summer I could not tell you the amount of people fishing with worms, corn, minnows, etc. that were corrected by the regulars and shown how to fish Taneycomo. I'll fish them to this day if I want to kill some time and the water is high.

Oh yea I got myself kicked out for calling them out on their hypocrisy. Constantly bitching at people about taking care of the fish while they drag one down the lake and onto the rocks for a picture. They can all go suck one. Marriott tried to give me "advice" once and I just told him "eff you, pedo." He evidently didn't know I knew who he was.

The kiddie pool gang is laughable at this point. I think if Marriott turned too quick Lanny would lose his head. Idoux is an idiot. Like Rick said, only a couple know how to actually fish and not snag them in the a**. @JestersHK it was about time I got out! Only did a few hours of fishing but it felt good. I'll be down 8/16-8/23 so if you're around give me a shout.

She says she agrees, naturally. It's nice to have somebody who enjoys fishing and hunting!

@Mitch f that would have been a sight to see, haha!

Headed down to fish Taney, and at all for that matter, for the first time since March. Brought my lady friend and she'd never trout fished before. Much like most folks who don't know a thing, she caught on quick! We fished from the cable to Fall Creek for a few hours Friday and a few hours yesterday. We drug scuds, all sizes, and caught them really good before they bumped up generation to 4 making moss a major issue. Then we drug the DDSS jerkbaits and those seemed to keep the moss at bay--and catch fish. The first fish she hooked into was a giant on a scud. She said "I got one!" and the drag screamed. Reminded me of Jaws when Brody gets the knot tied and the shark takes off. She fought it really well with instruction. Fish got about 30 feet out and jumped straight out. It was a 24-incher, no doubt. It made a run to the boat, she reeled furiously. It got by the side of the boat and I saw the top scud was in its dorsal fin with the other in its mouth. About 3 feet too deep to net. I bet it was 7-8 lbs. One last run and that's all she wrote--snapped her off. She whooped me on Friday. She says because she was better but I say it was because I was tying, casting, and unhooking fish more than actually fishing. I caught a 16-inch brown that I could not get my hand around. It was legitimately 3-lbs. Saturday we started at the cable but did not get bit until Trophy Run. Moss was not nearly as bad as Friday. I'm not kidding when I say we could not go more than 20 yds without a bite. Multiple doubles, lost fish, and break offs. Got below Lookout on the drop off and the DDSS she was throwing no sooner hit the bottom when she said she had a good one. Again, the drag took off. She fought it beautifully and we got this one to the net--21-inch stud rainbow. Had to go in and get a certificate from Lilley's! In fact, every fish we caught was fat. I landed a 19.5-incher before she caught the big one and it was every bit of 4-lbs. That was on a tandem scud rig 10-ft below an indicator. The fish are so healthy and heavy, and full of hatred. Every fish fought incredibly hard. It was a great two day trip to my favorite lake, and a great introduction to a lady who never caught a trout before!

As Quillback said, the act of traveling gets old really fast. I work for a corporation as my main gig and I traveled a LOT before Covid. Seeing and experiencing new places was fun (most of the time), but the travel itself is just annoying. I started caring less about my job, in a way where I still do good work but don't sweat anything, when another PM here passed away unexpectedly in May. His email was erased in four days and he was replaced in 6. They do not care about me, and every single person is replaceable. So, why put too much into it? At the end of the day, if I want to fish, hunt, or drink whiskey on my back porch while running a client go-live on a Sunday night at 7:51 pm, then I am going to do it.

Thoughts?? I haven't pulled the trigger yet..

Nobody. Doesn't exist anymore.

Sounds like an evening grosbeak. As SITO3 said, post a pic.

I fished the Niangua in March and perused BSSP. I would much rather hit the river and float than fish the park. Not now, but in the winter. Plastic hatch is probably strong on the Niangua now.

Perfect! I'll shoot you a PM on some dates. Good lookin' hound, too.

That is nice! It would just be me and my dog, if that's allowed. He's a well-trained hunting lab. I don't have a boat but figured I could possibly wade or rent a river boat somewhere if available. I want to mainly fly fish.

For some reason I have never fished the White River, and I am going to change that here soon. Looking to spend a few days fishing and working remotely from somewhere down that way. Any recommendations on where to stay? Cotter seems like the most popular river access from what I've seen. I've done some googling, but I figured you guys are a better resource than anything else. Any help is appreciated!

darn right. Crocs are great. You ever get the hey dudes??

That's crazy good. Other buddy got a diesel sierra and loves it. Gets 680 miles on a tank and averages 22 mpg in the city, 28-30 on the highway. Got it for $43k

Good luck. My buddy drives a ton for work and sold his 2018 Silverado with 132k miles for $39,000 last month. Insane.

Lake Taneycomo near Lookout Island. I've been fishing a lot of places, and Taneycomo will always be my favorite.

If you ain't croc'n, you ain't rockin baby. Comfortable as hell. Apparently some newer company called Hey Dude shoes rivals them in comfort..might have to try a pair..

Oh it still is..and it was then. This dumba** didn't give a darn. Cousin about knocked him out.

I was hunting Reform in Callaway County with my cousin. Start hearing .22 shots and then the ricochets. Hitting the ground and trees next to me. Talk about fear and anger. Luckily we were in climbers so we shifted around the tree and started screaming. Got down and found the guy. Some dude from Minnesota who didn't speak much English. I think he got our message, though.

When I lived in Lake St. Louis I would draw in at Weldon and Busch a lot..and let me tell ya, never again! Lots of game, but I saw hikers where I thought they'd never be. Had a guy run past me on a steep ridge about 3/4-mile away from the nearest trail. Where the hell did he come from and why was he out there?? Just a lot of room for accidents and people not respecting each other.

Caught a mess of 10-12" bluegill (yes, that big) during the first week of turkey season. Did an egg wash and dredged in crushed saltines. We were enjoying some blue yummies and didn't want to drive to get a batter/dredging so we tried it. Holy hell it was good. Nice and light and you tasted the fish, not the breading. Give it a try.

Saw a group of Old Squaws (or Longtail ducks as they're called now due to PC culture) at Clinton Lake in Kansas this February. Must've gone blown off course by a few thousand miles.

Reminds me of a John Adams quote as he aged. "I have seen a queen of France with 18 million livres of diamonds on her person, but I declare that all the charms of her face and figure added to all the glitter of her jewels did not impress me as much as that little shrub right there. Now your mother always said that I never delighted enough in the mundane, but now I find that if I look at even the smallest thing my imagination begins to roam the milky way!" Simplest things in life are the best. Sounds like a great day.