A Superspooky Sermon From The St. Johns River
Cloudy skies, a cool breeze and the coming of winter send many of the nation’s anglers to the living room, the woods or the outerwear section this time of year. But for those still on the water — especially in the Southern reaches of the bass fishing world — it’s prime time for schooling bass in current breaks. At least, that’s where you’ll find Cliff Prince this time of year, methodically plying his home waters on the St. Johns River, down South where the claws of old man winter have yet to scratch through the Florida sun.
“In my neck of the woods, fish are starting to school a little bit,” Prince explains. “They are moving to feeding places like current
