Joe Albanese

1 week ago | wired2fish.com | Joe Albanese

There’s something uniquely thrilling about a fishing road trip — the blend of adventure, anticipation, and the promise of whatever awaits just beyond the next bend. It’s not just about where you’re going; it’s as much about the journey as it is the destination. Whether it’s winding through mountain passes, cruising along coastal highways, or carving through misty back roads, every twist and turn holds the potential for unexpected stories and unforgettable moments.

2 weeks ago | wired2fish.com | Joe Albanese

My relationship with my father was somewhat complicated and rather short lived. One night, before I could rightly be called a man, he went to bed and never woke up. Fortunately, I had my Uncle Marvin. Though we didn’t see each other every day, he looked out for me, provided guidance, and helped foster my love for the outdoors. My mom’s sister met Marvin when she was away at college in Plattsburg, NY.

2 weeks ago | wired2fish.com | Joe Albanese

As winter gives way to warmer days and water temperatures begin to rise, striped bass (Morone saxatilis) start their annual spring migrations from deep wintering holes to inshore and river systems. For anglers, this is a prime opportunity to connect with some of the hardest-fighting fish in coastal waters, and do so on some pretty light tackle. But early season fishing requires a refined approach — these fish can be finicky, and conditions are often unpredictable.

3 weeks ago | wired2fish.com | Joe Albanese

SPONSORED CONTENTAs Director of Operations for Vexus Boats, Matt Raynor’s mornings always begin with a team meeting at 7:00 am, where he talks to department supervisors about everything on the day’s to-do list. But on Thursdays, the 20-year marine industry leader gladly adopts the important role of pizza delivery man for a Bible study group he and a few others help lead for Vexus employees each week.

1 month ago | wired2fish.com | Joe Albanese

In the past week, I have been cut off in traffic, honked at, about run over while doing 10 over the speed limit through Atlanta just trying to keep up and, specifically trying not to get run over. I’ve watched a half dozen cars rather obviously run red lights in my relatively small town of Auburn, Alabama. Worst of all, I got dog-cussed on the water. That was the one that hurt the worst, since the water is usually my sanctuary from all the madness of the world.