The 16-foot Uncle Buck’s Crappie Pole allowed Biloxi’s Kyle Perry to drop the bait straight down into the strike zone. Perry’s bait hadn’t sunk 18 inches when the bright-yellow tip of the pole bobbed twice and then went straight down.
Sunlight rays were penetrating over the top of the horizon when the band of goose hunters realized they were about to get some company. The hunting party laid back in their individual coffin blinds arranged side by side on the cutover cornfield, and folded the doors shut as a flock of Canada geese numbering in the high teens winged their way into the field.
With the morning light decorating the tops of the tallest trees, a big doe stepped into the food plot and nibbled at a fresh stand of clover. Soon, a pair of yearlings joined the doe, and then more made their way to the area.
With hunting season knocking on the door, it's time to figure out which public areas are the best.