Ryan Miloshewski

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.

Here it is without a tape on it.

Sure thing. I still am not home but I should be able to get one uploaded for you tonight. I have two now with 1.5" spurs. One in Kansas and this one. It's insane.

Took a few days off work for the MO opener. It was a good choice, despite the weather. Went back to one of my old, Ozark haunts. Have not hunted it in six years, but I hunted it for 15 years prior. I knew where the birds would be. Monday was a bust with no gobbles and only seeing one hen. Tuesday I didn't even get up early because it was 34 degrees and I don't care that much for hunting early. Walked down the old railroad tracks that run through the property, calling sporadically. It was 9:15 and finally heard a gobble on the neighbors about 300 yds away. I called off and on for about 45 minutes with no response. But, I know these turkeys. They are usually old birds and don't gobble a lot. I set up 15 yds away from where I killed my previous biggest bird in 2015. Sat for 20 min and he sounded off 100 yds away. I knew it was a matter of time. Gave him some soft calling and he gobbled immediately. He wanted to die that day. As snow started falling so hard visibility was diminishing, he gobbled his last gobble within 50 yds. My heart rate skyrocketed and I clicked the safety off. He stepped out from behind a cedar about 10 seconds later and my largest turkey ever was on the ground. No decoys, no vest, no luxury items--just me, my gun and a mouth call. The look on his face when he stepped out and saw no hen, but a gun pointed at him was something I'll never forget. Anthropomorphically, his face said "you SOB, you got me." He probably avoided me before in his youth, and other hunters in the area. Not this time, ol' boy. 25.7 lbs, 12.5" beard and 1.5" spur (other one was broken off from fighting I assume). You CAN kill big, old toms in 36 degrees and snow in April. Who would've thought?

Off topic, but did you know the gin and tonic originated because of malaria? Workers on the Panama Canal figured out the area willow bark boiled into a tea helped them stay healthy. They had no idea why, just drank it. (It has quinine in it, which is in tonic water). Problem is, it tasted like crap. So, they started cutting it with gin, creating a classic cocktail. There ya go--your free history lesson of the day.

I'll respond for him. He caught three walleye and four whites and a drum lol.

It's so odd because they did the same thing years ago and went to hell. Then they resurfaced and the store opened and they started back up strong. Good quality and service. Now it's just reverted back to, like others have said, caring about money and that's it. I have a lot of Lews gear but I am looking elsewhere now. I've heard the Shimano DC is a good reel. Not sure on rods yet. Loomis sounds like about the best for my budget.

What'd you move to? I am in the same mindset, now.

It's a major award!

You literally post five times a day looking for attention or interaction and you get mad at people for asking what a trophy is for? LMAO.

Shouldn't it be part of a guide trip to educate folks on handling trout, as well as preserving a fishery/resource so they can come back and spend the $300 again? Or, like you do, and holding the fish for them as mom or dad takes a pic? Too many newer guides, at Taney and other places, are not concerned about getting the client a pic, but a pic for their social media to show how good they are at catching fish.

Trout fishermen using boga grips is just laughably stupid. I caught two this past week that had split jaws from this crap. A lot of guides do it, too. Net them, take the hook out, keep them in the water until you're ready to snap a pic. Take them out and snap it. Back in the net and released. If it is not a picture worthy fish, I just use my pliers (on jerkbaits) and grab the hooks and shake them off right into the water. It's pretty easy.

Buddy wanted to learn to jerkbait fish so we went down Tuesday and Wednesday evenings solely with jerkbaits and smashed them. Four over 20-inches. Think outside of the box is all I can say.

That's the point. It's the fishermen who are the problem, not the tool.

I am so tired of hearing statements like this. It's not Livescope that is wrecking any body of water, it's the fishermen who take more than they need. Livescope is a tool. It falls on the users to ensure a lake is not "wrecked."

Thanks! Yep, they are beautiful little guys and gals.

Last two weekends hit the Niangua and Crane Creek. They were in great shape before this rain. Caught a lot on Crane on caddis dries and swining small brassies and soft hackles. Niangua we got them with traditional flies under indicators--midges, scuds, eggs, and a few on Pat's rubber legs. My buddy and I caught two on the Niangua and cooked them up with fried potatoes and onions on a gravel bar. Hard to beat that.

I was going to head down there today, too. Saw Weaver's post on Facebook and immediately that thought left me.

I like the Bad Boys List. Should bring it back. Put the pedo and rest of the local losers who shuffle and chum with dog food on blast.