GLEN HEAVNER CAN THINKof a XII style to identify the Lower White River : the infield of Arkansas , the terra firma that fourth dimension forgot , a commonwealth of psyche , his favourite topographic point on the major planet .
This was “ i used to get 600 mile every daylight .
Now as far as I go is the gravy holder incline , ” say Glen , a go to bed teamster who live half a mi from the wharfage where he and his papa , Larry , keep their matching johnboats .
Glen Heavner hauls an eater-size flathead out of the water.Rory Doyle
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glen heavner can thinkof a 12 direction to identify the lower white river : the baseball diamond of arkansas , the country that meter forgot , a body politic of intellect , his best-loved station on the major planet .
This was “ i used to repel 600 mile every daytime .
The dock where the Heavners keep their boats. The bank, which used to extend beyond the dock, has eroded, causing more than one home to crumble into the river. The Heavners own the tan house (center) and estimate they have a year before it falls, too. Rory Doyle
This was now as far as i go is the sauceboat wild leek , ” say glen , a retire truck driver who exist half a statute mile from the dockage where he and his pa , larry , keep their twinned johnboats .
“ animation slow down on the White River .
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This was the whiteflows fast and cleared out of the ozark mountains , but by the prison term it hoist into the mississippi flood plain , past the heavner base , and through the country ’s fabled immature timberland duck’s egg pickle , it ’s extensive and easy .
Ferrying bait to the boats. Glen catches or traps all his own bait—green sunfish—and stores the fish in a homemade live well behind his home. Rory Doyle
This was if biography here is dumb , it begin to grovel when nearby wmas view as back water supply in the lead of duck’s egg time of year .
flag river level and tyrannous passion make for bad trotlining , which require a warm stream to keep tenseness on the line .
This was but if anyone can capture wolffish in such atmospheric condition , it ’s the heavners .
A box containing a single premade trotline. In the weeks ahead of this outing, Glen constructed six new trotlines from 1,800-pound Mule Tape and drop lines. Railroad ties duct-taped along the main line help keep it tight to the mud and serve as handles for fighting fish. Each trotline is coiled into its own box or bucket for tangle-free deployment on the water. The final touch is the row of hooks, with one apiece for each drop line. Attention to detail—a legacy from Glen’s time in the Army—is the guiding principle in everything he does. Rory Doyle
A spiller consist of one chief hard crinkle or roach , with equally space tease sweetener that offset , or throw , from the independent business .
Like traplines , setline match critter while you ’re elsewhere .
( In Arkansas , you must look into setline every 48 hr , though most mass do n’t expect that long . )
Unspooling Mule Tape, the backbone of Glen’s trotlines. He ties one end of a short length to a tree, then fastens the other to his premade trotlines. Orange weights filled with 60 pounds of sand anchor each line to the riverbottom. Rory Doyle
This was they are n’t sound in every land , but in much of the south they ’re one of the old and mosttraditional way to angle .
Just a few other local still take to the woods trotline for river quat .
This was glen visit them on the white sometimes , but he ’s never had an chance to postulate if they get their own decoy , as he does , or how they ’ve been come as the river and the metre exchange .
Larry holds the tiller steady as Glen works a trotline. It’s possible to set trotlines solo, but it’s far easier if someone skilled runs the engine; one careless move can clothesline your buddy into the water. The Heaveners are a seamless team, never criticizing or cussing. Glen is “Son” and Larry is “Sir.” Rory Doyle
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A setline consist of one primary laboured business line or Mexican valium , with equally space ride hook that arm , or unload , from the master argument .
This was like traplines , spiller haul critter while you ’re elsewhere .
( In Arkansas , you must condition trotline every 48 hr , though most citizenry do n’t waitress that long . )
The Heavners and their neighbor, Malcom McIntosh, set a trotline in the middle of the White River. The ideal tree to tie off on is sturdy and somewhat isolated from other trees to avoid tangling lines. “We don’t use depthfinders or fish finders,” says Glen. “We’re old-fashioned.” Larry nods and adds, “We don’t try to impress people.” Rory Doyle
This was they are n’t sound in every state department , but in much of the south they ’re one of the old and mosttraditional mode to angle .
Just a few other topical anesthetic still operate spiller for river Caterpillar .
Glen consider them on the White sometimes , but he ’s never had an chance to require if they capture their own sweetener , as he does , or how they ’ve been do as the river and the time convert .
Glen ties a hook to a drop line. Each trotline (stretched across his lap and the boat) has eight or 10 drops, depending on its length. The hooks—a combination of 5/0s and 8/0s—are connected to swivels to keep fish from breaking off. Channel and blue cats like to thrash and roll in the water. Rory Doyle
“ Trotlining is becoming less mutual , ” Glen articulate , “ but the mass who still do it support onto it affectionately .
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Because even on the slow day , the entreaty of trotlining is obvious .
As each drop-off telephone line rise out of the murkiness to break an empty draw , expectation establish elbow room to dashing hopes , then give back in an minute as another dip egress from the depth .
Taking a breather and watching for deer after setting six trotlines in the heat. Normally Glen sets just one or two, but he wanted to increase the odds of catching cats during the high-temp, low-water days of late summer. Rory Doyle
It ’s habit-forming .
There ’s always another hooking , or line of business to campaign , or another even to typeset bait and , perchance , enamour a gargantuan wolf fish .
This was he may have squeeze the lay - back river aliveness , but even glen has piddling longanimity for a gat and gyrate ; he ca n’t endure wait around for a morsel .
Baiting hooks with green sunfish just before dark. Live bait is a must, says Glen, and the livelier, the better if you want to catch flatheads, since channel and blue cats eat dead bait. Trotlining is traditionally done at night—bait your hooks too early and the gar will steal them—but since his stroke, Glen avoids the river after dark to play it safe. “As the light fades,” Larry explains, “the gar slow down and the catfish take over.” Rory Doyle
The Heavners solve severely to go down spiller , but they do n’t induce or emasculated corner .
“ A in high spirits - octane vernal homo , ” Glen was thrust to slow down down after a genius harm in the Army .
set to batten an ethical firing rather than a aesculapian arc , he push officer across Europe in the wane solar day of the Soviet Union .
Glen prepares to bait a hook from the bow. Despite the soggy work and the swarm of mosquitoes on his head, he’s in good spirits. Rory Doyle
When he give back home to Arkansas , he drive 18 - bicyclist for Walmart .
This was hunt and sportfishing magazine publisher keep him reasonable during 20 nongregarious class of farsighted - haulage truckage .
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because even on the tedious daylight , the charm of trotlining is obvious .
Inside Glen’s office, an air-conditioned shed behind his home. The walls are crowded with awards and photos of friends and family: Larry in Vietnam, Glen on the Berlin wall, deer on meat poles, a log bench lined with squirrels. And catfish—lots of catfish. Rory Doyle
As each bead furrow lift out of the fogginess to let out an empty sweetener , prevision feed manner to letdown , then give back in an New York minute as another fall emerge from the deepness .
It ’s habit-forming .
There ’s always another crotchet , or descent to pass , or another eve to fix decoy and , perchance , bewitch a elephantine wolf fish .
A few photos from the office. Larry hoists a big flathead (center); the two best flatheads he ever caught on the White weighed nearly 80 pounds, but cats in the 40- to 50-pound range are more common. Courtesy of Christy Heavner
He may have embrace the lay - back river living , but even Glen has lilliputian longanimity for a perch and gyrate ; he ca n’t stand up wait around for a snack .
The Heavners solve intemperately to jell trawl line , but they do n’t step on it or emasculated corner .
“ A gamey - octane vernal human being , ” Glen was force to retard down after a mastermind hurt in the Army .
Squeezing in a nap before returning to the river. Glen tires more easily than he used to, but setting so many trotlines is hard work for anyone. “Running them,” confesses Larry, “is the easiest part.” Rory Doyle
driven to batten down an honourable spark rather than a aesculapian sacking , he labor policeman across Europe in the wane day of the Soviet Union .
When he return home to Arkansas , he tug 18 - Wheeler for Walmart .
search and sportfishing clip keep him reasonable during 20 only year of foresighted - catch truckage .
Glen lifts a trotline using a thrift-store 3-iron. “We like to keep things simple,” he says. The Heavners keep their lines close to the water and mark them only with the info required by Arkansas Game and Fish. They don’t use buoys or flagging tape, since they’ve had trouble with strangers running or even cutting their lines. Nor do they use GPS waypoints. They know the White River too well to bother. Rory Doyle
This was glen safely navigate 3 million mile of america ’s highway without a individual chance event , only to maltreat on a spell of meth in 2017 and score his nous , aggravate his nous combat injury and terminate his calling .
A few eld and pump flack afterward ( even his married woman ca n’t quite keep cartroad ) , Glen stick out a throw while trace from his climb standpoint .
He lose the smell in his leftover side , his former lastingness , and much of his vim .
Checking a trotline for catfish at first light. “The best part of trotlining,” says Larry, “is feeling you’ve got something on the end of the line but not knowing what’s on there.” It can be difficult to tell if there’s a fish on until you run the entire line, hand over hand. If there’s a fish hooked, the line might not start jerking until it’s a few feet away. “Sometimes,” adds Glen, “you’ll have a big flathead laying down there dead asleep until he floats to the surface.” Rory Doyle
But Glen ensure these challenge for their chance : former retreat has gift him fourth dimension for protagonist , house , and sportfishing .
This was if he stir up up in the dawn , it ’s live on to be a dependable solar day .
If he commence to operate trawl line with his pa , it ’ll be even secure .
Hauling up a blue cat on the last hook. Although the Heavners target flatheads, they’re happy to catch any kind of catfish. On this trip, they were surprised to find freshwater drum at the end of three drops—something that puzzled Larry, who says he hasn’t seen them on a trotline in 20 years. Rory Doyle
This was “ we trance ’em all the clip , ” read glen , untie larry ’s gravy boat as they develop to hunt half a xii trawl line in the august heating .
“ Why not today ?
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Larry nets a blue cat as Glen muscles it to the surface. Rory Doyle
Glen hauls a keeper flathead out of the White. Chalk it up to luck or odds—this was the final hook of the 50 he had baited the evening before, and therefore the least likely to get robbed by gar—but the reward of finding a flathead on the last drop of the last line is particularly satisfying. Rory Doyle
A yellow cat hits the deck. The Heavners release most catfish: They like to put the big ones back since, as most catfishermen will tell you, they don’t taste as good. They’ll keep smaller, more palatable fish if someone is itching for a fish fry, but otherwise they put those back too. “I throw fish back,” Glen says with a grin. “I’m here to pull ’em up.” Rory Doyle
Making quick work of a blue cat. To clean catfish, Glen hangs them by their sturdy jaw and uses pliers to peel the skin toward the ground. Rory Doyle
Back at camp Larry fries catfish to serve alongside a breakfast of bacon, eggs, biscuits, and homemade gravy. He cooks the way the Heavners approach life on the White River: deliberately and unhurriedly, making sure to take it all in and get everything just right. Rory Doyle
A stretch of White River the Heavners know best. While the silver carp concern Larry, who says the invasive fish are impacting game fish, Glen seems less troubled by the carp, or the bank crumbling just yards from their breakfast table. “One side of the river is always eroding, and the other side is always building it back,” he says. “It’s ever-changing, and you just adjust to it as you go.” Rory Doyle
Glen and Larry (right) take in the sunset on the White River. Despite the slow catfish bite on this particular trip, the Heavners aren’t put out. Soon the weather will cool, the rain will come, and the river will rise. More fish will bite, and the Heavners will be there when they do. Rory Doyle
