Despite misgivings from a previous visit, Jamey and Matthew visit the misty tepid waters of Lake Bastrop on a cold and hatefully early morning. Matthew is kept warm by some gas station coffee with the pecan taste especially inherent in the south. They have a trip which they begrudgingly declare to be not that bad,
Fishing team has a few technical difficulties which means this episode is short and sweet, focusing on Matthew’s triumphant catching of a hybrid striped bass. Which was well worth the wait. Jamey and Matthew take lunch at their favorite Central American fried-chicken restaurant, Pollo Campero.
We begin Season Two and the Quest for Elite with a trip to the Guadalupe. What starts out as a low-hanging-fruit attempt at a Big Fish Award, turns into a struggle for survival in 700CFS flows that make every move a struggle, and every presentation a dicey prospect. At lunch afterward at the amazing Granny
Fishing Team wraps up what must be the greatest season of fishing-based podcasting with not the greatest of fishing trips. However there’s donuts, there’s the requisite physical challenge, and Matthew sets up the goal of Season Two. There may or may not be a murder cliff-hanger. All set against the scenic backdrop of Granger Lake
Fishing Team takes a weekend on the coast, where they meet a dock cat and soak some bait. Will Jamey and Matthew catch the redfish of their dreams? Will they survive their Texas neighbors? Subscribe to the podcast today for the answers to all of these questions!
Getting up hatefully early and riding low after the pretty abysmal showing in the last episode, Fishing Team’s Jamey and Matthew return to the exact same spot they were last time and do pretty well actually. There’s also the revelation that Jamey has been aware this entire time that Matthew usually has a shady ulterior
Never before has Fishing Team brought you a fishing trip ripe with this much failure. On the heels of a massive flooding event and the first cold weather of the season, Jamey and Matthew find themselves on normally productive waters gone fallow. You may never again get to hear Jamey sound this miserable.
Matthew and Jamey choose the wrong time to go canoeing on the river, but they brave the excessive current to find that trophy gar. And some surprise fish as well. The That Wasn’t That Bad wrap-up takes place in El Secreto de La Abuela, where the fajita meat and bacon of the Abuela plate sizzles.
San Antonio is home to tacos, a big tower or something, metal, and Lake Calaveras, a freshwater habitat for the normally ocean-dwelling red drum. Some men call them redfish, some call them a tantalizing treasure of the waves. Our heroes, Jamey and Matthew, venture south of the border (of Bexar County) and tangle with the
Jamey gets his groove back as Fishing Team takes a trip to a secret gar fishing hole code-named “James Garville.” Several spotted Gar make it into the boat, as well as monstrous soft-shell turtles. Jamey, ever the gentleman, barely rubs Matthew’s face in his fishing prowess.