Lone Star Parson

  So, what'd you do today, so-called LSP, if that's your real name, which we doubt. Well, nothing complicated, a morning visit to t...

  Movement, says the Philosopher, is a sign of life and that in mind I loaded a couple of rods in the rig and moved off to the lake. Yes, I ...

  The sky was beginning to lighten as I got to the marina, in search of piscine adventure. "G'morning, gentlemen," and then we...

  Don't get me wrong, catching perch is fun but catching striper is awesome. There we were after Mass, pitting wits and worms against ju...

The point? The point of what, so-called "LSP"? The point of the marina where I like to fish, and it may seem counter-intu...

Do you feel our nation's at a turning point, a crisis, an existential decision which freedom-loving patriots have to make against...

You don't have to own a boat to go boating, but it helps to have friends who do. Friends like J, who works LE consultancy when he ...

The sun shone down on the mighty Brazos like the hand of God and we had the Lake Whitney dam spillway pretty much to ourselves. An ausp...

Hey, lighten up LSP , said one of the very few people who bother to read this inconsequential kebob stand on the information super hi...

After a morning visiting the sick, I stopped off at Lake Whitney dam to test the waters. These were clear(ish), and apparently devoid ...

No, not the supermegastar pop band fronted up by Jools Holland, but the fish, catfish. At least that was the hope as I drove to a top...