# Mazour Outfitting Co. - Guided Fishing and River Trips > Official content guide for Mazour Outfitting Co., a family-led outfitting company in Boerne, Texas. The site covers guided fishing and river trips on the Guadalupe and Llano rivers, trip preparation, company information, Field Notes, and future shop content. > Use Trips for offering summaries, preparation and safety pages for guest guidance, Field Notes for editorial content, and Request a Trip for inquiries. Every trip request requires manual review and is not a confirmed reservation. ## Essential Site Pages - [Cancellation & Refund Policy](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/refund-returns/): Our refund and returns policy for guided trips and merchandise from Mazour Outfitting Co. in Boerne, Texas, including deposits, rescheduling, and shipping. - [Participant Services Agreement](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/waiver-consent/): Participant agreement Review the agreement before your trip. This is an important legal document. The supplied Participant Services Agreement includes an assumption of risk, release of ordinary-negligence claims, covenant not to sue, indemnification obligations, and medical authorization. Mazour Outfitting Co. Participant Services Agreement (PDF)Download agreement Submitting the Trip Request form does not sign this agreement. - [Accessibility](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/accessibility/): Our accessibility commitment Mazour Outfitting Co. aims to provide a usable digital experience. Contact information and the process for requesting accommodations will be added before launch. - [Safety and Trip Expectations](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/safety-trip-expectations/): Plan ahead The guide has final authority when conditions are unsafe. Every guest must follow guide instructions, wear or carry the provided PFD as directed and required by law, and arrive in closed-toed water shoes. Guests age 17 or older who plan to fish must carry a valid Texas fishing license. Before participating Review the - [What to Bring](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/what-to-bring/): Trip preparation Come ready for a comfortable day on the water. Please share dietary restrictions before booking so the team can plan lunch appropriately. What Mazour provides A selection of kayak and canoe options Personal flotation devices (PFDs), which are required by law Paddles and sifting equipment Transportation to and from the river Lunch and - [Frequently Asked Questions](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/frequently-asked-questions/): Does a request confirm a trip? No. Every request requires manual review and written confirmation. Where do trips meet? General meeting guidance will be provided after a trip is approved. Precise access details are not published. - [Contact Us](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/contact/): Please use the Contact form below to reach the Mazour Outfitting Co. team. We promise we'll get in touch with you soon! Ready to plan a trip? Send a trip request with your preferred dates and party size, and we will follow up within 48 hours. Request a Trip - [Field Notes](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/field-notes/): Outdoor stories and river notes from Jed Mazour, who writes the outdoors column for The Kendall Gentleman, plus new writing from the Mazour family. - [Gallery](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/gallery/): On the water River days with Mazour Outfitting Co. Explore paddling, fishing, family time, and the practical details that shape a day outside in the Texas Hill Country. River days Paddling, swimming, shaded stops, and time together on the water. Fishing and catches Kayak fishing, memorable catches, and younger anglers learning by the water. River - [Request a Trip](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/request-a-trip/): Submitting this form does not confirm a reservation. The Mazour team will review availability and follow up. Before requesting a trip, review the Cancellation & Refund Policy and the Participant Services Agreement. - [About](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/about/): Jed, Denise, and Hunter Mazour are a Boerne family guiding fishing and float trips across the Texas Hill Country. Decades of local river knowledge. - [Home](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/): Boerne, Texas • Family led The Texas Hill Country Is Better From the Water. Request a Trip Explore Trips Guadalupe River A Hill Country favorite A six-hour, full-day float for groups of at least three anglers. $300 per guest. See Trip Options Llano River Open water, practical pace An eight-hour, full-day float in Junction for - [Privacy Policy](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/privacy-policy/): Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC Last Updated: July 28, 2026 Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC ("Mazour Outfitting Co.," "MOC," "we," "our," or "us") respects your privacy. This Privacy Policy explains what information we collect through our website, www.mazouroutfittingco.com (the "Site"), how we use it, and the choices you have. By using the Site, you agree to the ## Guided River Trips - [South Llano River Float Trip](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/trips/llano-river-trip/): An eight-hour, full-day South Llano River float in Junction for groups of at least three anglers. $350 per guest. - [Upper Guadalupe River Float Trip](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/trips/guadalupe-river-trip/): A six-hour, full-day Upper Guadalupe River float for groups of at least three anglers. $300 per guest. ## Field Notes - [The Perfect Weekend in Boerne, Texas](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-perfect-weekend-in-boerne-texas/): The Perfect Weekend in Boerne, Texas Boerne is getting bigger and drawing more attention each year. People flock to our town on the weekends from all over the country – ... - [Passion and Christ](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/passion-and-christ/): Passion and Christ Passion and Christ Each time, just before I turn the lights off, I stop and stare. Her uniform is clean and ready for inspection. Belly full of ... - [The Pecos River and The Starlight Canvas](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-pecos-river-and-the-starlight-canvas/): The Pecos River and The Starlight Canvas I have done my best to explain how unforgiving the terrain is. I have emphasized the uncomfortable fact that there is only one ... - [Las Cuatas](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/las-cuatas/): Las Cuatas Thirty-five miles down from what seems more like an endless desert trail leading to your doom than a weekend away. Random washouts, massive holes, and lots of dust. ... - [The Mighty Pecos and The Singing Shaman](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-mighty-pecos-and-the-singing-shaman/): The Mighty Pecos and The Singing Shaman The 30,000 acre Continental Ranch sits just outside of Comstock Texas. Flanked by the mighty Pecos River on her west and no man’s ... - [Pearsall Texas 1962](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/pearsall-texas-1962/): Pearsall Texas 1962 Southwest Texas is a very special place for my family, specifically, on my in-laws’ side. In 1962, my wife’s grandfather purchased a roughly 450-acre ranch in Pearsall, ... - [Devils In The Fall](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/devils-in-the-fall/): Devils In The Fall This was going to be a unique trip in a few ways. Instead of our standard four-day float, we will only be camping one night and ... - [Outdoors: Behold, Yellowstone Park](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/outdoors-behold-yellowstone-park/): Outdoors: Behold, Yellowstone Park As a kid, you may have dreamed a lot about the great outdoors; things like snow-covered Rocky Mountain peaks, raging rivers, and giant wild animals. Your ... - [Outdoors: The Pursuit](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/outdoors-the-pursuit/): Outdoors: The Pursuit Cooler mornings and earlier sunsets. An extra cup of morning coffee and maybe a finger or two of evening bourbon. Time to inventory the firewood out front ... - [My Homage to the Guadalupe River Tragedy](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/my-homage-to-the-guadalupe-river-tragedy/): My Homage to the Guadalupe River Tragedy Over the past couple of weeks, I have been concentrating on ideas for this article. I knew what I needed to write about, ... - [Paloma Fest](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/paloma-fest/): Paloma Fest With September around the corner, I am starting to let dove hunting creep back into my mind. Dove season comes about the same time as our peak exhaustion ... - [The Boerne Bass Club: The Tug Is the Drug](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-boerne-bass-club-the-tug-is-the-drug/): The Boerne Bass Club: The Tug Is the Drug I set my alarm for 4:30 am, knowing I will wake up with excitement before it even goes off. Then, the ... - [Devil’s River](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/devils-river/): Devil’s River After a three hour drive, we arrive at an old 1960’s South Texas ranch house. Pulling in, you immediately notice the other trucks carrying kayaks parked around the ... - [Cazando El Pavo Del Rio Grande – (hunting the Rio Grande Turkey)](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/cazando-el-pavo-del-rio-grande-hunting-the-rio-grande-turkey/): Cazando El Pavo Del Rio Grande – (hunting the Rio Grande Turkey) I am going to take two steps forward and one back with this article. I know I just ... - [The Spring Transition: Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour](https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-spring-transition-fishing-the-guadalupe-river-with-jed-mazour/): The Spring Transition: Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour For the avid outdoorsman, February is a slow time of year. Hunting season ... # # Detailed Content ## Essential Site Pages > Our refund and returns policy for guided trips and merchandise from Mazour Outfitting Co. in Boerne, Texas, including deposits, rescheduling, and shipping. - Published: 2026-07-30 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/refund-returns/ Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC Last Updated: July 30, 2026 This policy covers guided trips and merchandise purchased from Mazour Outfitting Co. Trips and merchandise are handled differently, so please read the section that applies to you. Guided Trips Safety comes first. If the guide cancels a trip because of unsafe conditions or an equipment malfunction, the guest is entitled to a full refund or may reschedule for a future date. Deposits, cancellations, and rescheduling The deposit is nonrefundable except when Mazour Outfitting Co. determines that weather or mechanical issues prevent the trip. A trip may be rescheduled up to 10 days before the scheduled date. A trip may be rescheduled one time. Cancellations made within 10 days of the trip forfeit the deposit. Every participant must sign the Participant Services Agreement before the trip begins. A participant who declines to sign may not take part, and the deposit is forfeited. Questions about how this policy applies to your request? Contact the Mazour team before booking. Merchandise All merchandise sales are final. We do not offer returns, exchanges, or refunds on merchandise. Please review sizing charts, product descriptions, and images carefully before ordering. If you are unsure about a size or a product detail, reach out before placing your order and we will help you get it right. Shipping Shipping timelines are estimates and are not guaranteed. Risk of loss for shipped merchandise passes to the customer upon delivery to the carrier. Shipping costs are nonrefundable. Damaged or incorrect orders If your order arrives damaged, defective, or is not the item you ordered, contact us within 7 days of delivery with your order number and photos of the item. We will make it right. Questions about an order? Contact the Mazour team. Refund Processing When a refund is due under this policy, it is issued to the original method of payment. Once Mazour Outfitting Co. processes the refund, your bank or card issuer controls when the credit appears on your statement, which commonly takes several business days. If a refund is due to you and has not arrived, check your account, then contact your card company and your bank, as both may hold processing time before a refund posts. If it still has not appeared, contact us with your trip or order details and we will look into it. Participation in trips is separately governed by the Participant Services Agreement, which every participant must sign. Use of this website is governed by our Terms & Conditions and Privacy Policy. > Participant agreement Review the agreement before your trip. This is an important legal document. The supplied Participant Services Agreement includes an assumption of risk, release of ordinary-negligence claims, covenant not to sue, indemnification obligations, and medical authorization. Mazour Outfitting Co. Participant Services Agreement (PDF)Download agreement Submitting the Trip Request form does not sign this agreement. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/waiver-consent/ Participant agreement Review the agreement before your trip. This is an important legal document. The supplied Participant Services Agreement includes an assumption of risk, release of ordinary-negligence claims, covenant not to sue, indemnification obligations, and medical authorization. Mazour Outfitting Co. Participant Services Agreement (PDF)Download agreement Submitting the Trip Request form does not sign this agreement. Mazour Outfitting Co. will provide the required signing process separately before participation. Every participant must sign the Participant Services Agreement before the trip begins. A participant who declines to sign may not take part, and the deposit is forfeited. > Our accessibility commitment Mazour Outfitting Co. aims to provide a usable digital experience. Contact information and the process for requesting accommodations will be added before launch. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-23 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/accessibility/ Our accessibility commitment Mazour Outfitting Co. aims to provide a usable digital experience. Contact information and the process for requesting accommodations will be added before launch. > Plan ahead The guide has final authority when conditions are unsafe. Every guest must follow guide instructions, wear or carry the provided PFD as directed and required by law, and arrive in closed-toed water shoes. Guests age 17 or older who plan to fish must carry a valid Texas fishing license. Before participating Review the - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/safety-trip-expectations/ Plan ahead The guide has final authority when conditions are unsafe. Every guest must follow guide instructions, wear or carry the provided PFD as directed and required by law, and arrive in closed-toed water shoes. Guests age 17 or older who plan to fish must carry a valid Texas fishing license. Before participating Review the Participant Services Agreement in full. Tell the team about relevant dietary needs when requesting a trip. Ask questions about equipment, physical demands, or trip expectations before the trip date. Understand that unsafe weather, water, or equipment conditions may require cancellation or rescheduling. Review participant agreement Read cancellation policy > Trip preparation Come ready for a comfortable day on the water. Please share dietary restrictions before booking so the team can plan lunch appropriately. What Mazour provides A selection of kayak and canoe options Personal flotation devices (PFDs), which are required by law Paddles and sifting equipment Transportation to and from the river Lunch and - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-23 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/what-to-bring/ Trip preparation Come ready for a comfortable day on the water. Please share dietary restrictions before booking so the team can plan lunch appropriately. What Mazour provides A selection of kayak and canoe options Personal flotation devices (PFDs), which are required by law Paddles and sifting equipment Transportation to and from the river Lunch and cold beverages; alcohol is not provided What to bring Closed-toed water shoes. This is very important; do not wear flip-flops. Sunscreen, sunglasses, and a hat A valid Texas fishing license for each guest age 17 or older who plans to fish A towel and change of clothes Available on request Fishing tackle and rods A soft-sided ice chest Chairs A portable speaker Tell the team what you need when you submit your trip request. Request a Trip > Does a request confirm a trip? No. Every request requires manual review and written confirmation. Where do trips meet? General meeting guidance will be provided after a trip is approved. Precise access details are not published. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-23 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/frequently-asked-questions/ Does a request confirm a trip? No. Every request requires manual review and written confirmation. Where do trips meet? General meeting guidance will be provided after a trip is approved. Precise access details are not published. > Please use the Contact form below to reach the Mazour Outfitting Co. team. We promise we'll get in touch with you soon! Ready to plan a trip? Send a trip request with your preferred dates and party size, and we will follow up within 48 hours. Request a Trip - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/contact/ Please use the Contact form below to reach the Mazour Outfitting Co. team. We promise we'll get in touch with you soon! Contact FormFirst NameLast NameEmailPhone NumberSubjectYour MessageSubmit Form Ready to plan a trip? Send a trip request with your preferred dates and party size, and we will follow up within 48 hours. Request a Trip > Outdoor stories and river notes from Jed Mazour, who writes the outdoors column for The Kendall Gentleman, plus new writing from the Mazour family. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/field-notes/ Stories, observations, and practical notes from time outside. This collection includes articles by Jed Mazour originally published in The Kendall Gentleman alongside new writing published directly by Mazour Outfitting Co. No Field Notes have been published yet. See it for yourself Jed writes about this country because he spends his time in it. Come out and we will show you around. Request a Trip > On the water River days with Mazour Outfitting Co. Explore paddling, fishing, family time, and the practical details that shape a day outside in the Texas Hill Country. River days Paddling, swimming, shaded stops, and time together on the water. Fishing and catches Kayak fishing, memorable catches, and younger anglers learning by the water. River - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/gallery/ On the water River days with Mazour Outfitting Co. Explore paddling, fishing, family time, and the practical details that shape a day outside in the Texas Hill Country. River days Paddling, swimming, shaded stops, and time together on the water. Fishing and catches Kayak fishing, memorable catches, and younger anglers learning by the water. River details The equipment, companions, and small discoveries that complete a day outdoors. Your day on the river starts here Full-day guided float and fishing trips on the Upper Guadalupe and South Llano, March through November. Request a Trip > Submitting this form does not confirm a reservation. The Mazour team will review availability and follow up. Before requesting a trip, review the Cancellation & Refund Policy and the Participant Services Agreement. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/request-a-trip/ Submitting this form does not confirm a reservation. The Mazour team will review availability and follow up. Before requesting a trip, review the Cancellation & Refund Policy and the Participant Services Agreement. Trip RequestNameEmailPhonePreferred dateAlternative datesParty sizeTrip or riverNot sure yetSouth Llano River Float TripUpper Guadalupe River Float TripGroup experience levelSelect an experience levelNew to river tripsSome experienceExperiencedMixed groupAccessibility or accommodation requests I consent to Mazour Outfitting Co. using these details to review and respond to this trip request. I understand this is not a confirmed reservation. I have read and agree to the Terms and Conditions and Privacy Policy I have read and agree to the Cancellation and Refund Policy. Submit trip request > Jed, Denise, and Hunter Mazour are a Boerne family guiding fishing and float trips across the Texas Hill Country. Decades of local river knowledge. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/about/ Meet the family Hill Country experience, shared with care. Mazour Outfitting Co. is a family-led company based in Boerne, Texas. Jed, Denise, and Hunter bring deep local knowledge, years on the Upper Guadalupe, and a shared love of the outdoors to each trip. Owner and guide Jed Mazour Jed has lived in Boerne since the mid-1990s. He is the owner and operator of Couture Floors, a local business of more than 20 years, husband to Denise, and father to Hunter and Elizabeth. For nearly 30 years, Jed has explored the Hill Country through hunting, fishing, camping, and scouting for Native American artifacts. His experience floating the Guadalupe River gives him extensive knowledge to share on fishing-focused trips, relaxed floats, and days spent learning about the area. He prepares each outing with the goal of making guests feel safe, comfortable, and welcome. Local host and outdoor enthusiast Denise Mazour Denise was born and raised in Boerne and has spent the last 22 years raising Hunter and Elizabeth in the same area where she grew up. A full-time nurse, parent, wife, and outdoor enthusiast, Denise brings Hill Country knowledge, situational awareness, and serious cooking skills to the team. Her warmth helps guests - especially kids - feel comfortable and welcome on the river. Guide Hunter Mazour Son of Jed and Denise and brother to Elizabeth, Hunter lives up to his name. As a hunting guide in the area, he brings extensive knowledge of local wildlife, hunting opportunities, and field tactics. Hunter has also guided trips on the Upper Guadalupe River for the past five years. His relaxed personality sets an easygoing tone, and he enjoys helping younger guests learn the basics. Guests looking for a challenge - or a conversation about local hunting opportunities - will find a knowledgeable guide in Hunter. Come out on the water with us Tell us your dates and party size. Jed, Denise, and Hunter review every request personally and reply within 48 hours. Request a Trip > Boerne, Texas • Family led The Texas Hill Country Is Better From the Water. Request a Trip Explore Trips Guadalupe River A Hill Country favorite A six-hour, full-day float for groups of at least three anglers. $300 per guest. See Trip Options Llano River Open water, practical pace An eight-hour, full-day float in Junction for - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-28 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/ Boerne, Texas • Family led The Texas Hill Country Is Better From the Water. Request a Trip Explore Trips Guadalupe River A Hill Country favorite A six-hour, full-day float for groups of at least three anglers. $300 per guest. See Trip Options Llano River Open water, practical pace An eight-hour, full-day float in Junction for groups of at least three anglers. $350 per guest. See Trip Options More than a fishing trip Time outside, made approachable. Whether the day centers on casting, learning, or simply seeing the river differently, the first step is a conversation. We will help match your group with an available trip after the details are confirmed. How requests work Tell us your preferred dates and group details. The Mazour team reviews the request. You receive next steps. A request is not a confirmed reservation. The Mazour family Local knowledge, shared outdoors. Jed, Denise, and Hunter bring decades of Hill Country experience, time on the Upper Guadalupe, and a welcoming family approach to every outing. Meet the Mazour family Prepare well Know what to expect before you go. Review what is provided, what to bring, fishing-license requirements, and the cancellation and refund policy before requesting a trip. Read the preparation guide Start with a request Tell us what kind of day you have in mind. Share a few details and the Mazour team can follow up when launch planning is complete. Request a Trip > Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC Last Updated: July 28, 2026 Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC ("Mazour Outfitting Co.," "MOC," "we," "our," or "us") respects your privacy. This Privacy Policy explains what information we collect through our website, www.mazouroutfittingco.com (the "Site"), how we use it, and the choices you have. By using the Site, you agree to the - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-28 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/privacy-policy/ Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC Last Updated: July 28, 2026 Mazour Outfitting Company, LLC ("Mazour Outfitting Co. ," "MOC," "we," "our," or "us") respects your privacy. This Privacy Policy explains what information we collect through our website, www. mazouroutfittingco. com (the "Site"), how we use it, and the choices you have. By using the Site, you agree to the collection and use of information as described in this Privacy Policy. Who We Are Mazour Outfitting Co. is a family-led outdoor guide service based in Boerne, Texas, offering guided fishing and float trips on Texas Hill Country rivers. You can reach us through our contact form. Information We Collect Information you provide to us. We collect information you choose to give us when you: Submit a trip request or booking inquiry, including your name, email address, phone number, preferred trip dates, party size, and any details you include in your message Complete or acknowledge a Participant Services Agreement or other waiver, which may include your name, date of birth, address, telephone number, email, emergency contact information, and any medical or fitness information you choose to disclose Purchase merchandise, including your name, billing and shipping address, email, and phone number Contact us through the Site's contact form Sign up for updates, newsletters, or announcements, if offered Payment information. Payments made through the Site are processed by a third-party payment processor. We do not collect or store full credit card numbers on our servers. 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How We Use Your Information We use the information we collect to: Respond to trip requests, confirm bookings, and communicate with you about your trip Verify that required waivers and agreements have been completed before participation Process payments and fulfill merchandise orders Contact your designated emergency contact if needed in connection with a trip Send administrative messages, such as booking confirmations, schedule changes, and weather-related updates Send marketing or promotional communications, if you have opted in, which you may opt out of at any time Maintain, secure, and improve the Site Comply with legal obligations and enforce our agreements Medical and Emergency Information Waiver and trip forms may ask for emergency contact details and give you the opportunity to disclose medical conditions, allergies, or medications relevant to your safety. We use this information only for trip safety, emergency response, and related operational purposes. 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Trip at a glance Duration: 8 hours (full day) Group: 3 guest minimum, 6 guest maximum Rate: $350 per guest Minimum total: $1050 for a party of three Deposit: 50% at booking, balance due on the day of the trip Season: March through November. We do not run trips December through February. Swimming: every participant must be able to swim. No kayaking experience needed. General area: Junction, Texas Included A selection of kayak and canoe options PFDs, paddles, and sifting equipment Transportation to and from the river Lunch and cold beverages; alcohol is not provided Available on request Fishing tackle and rods A soft-sided ice chest Chairs A portable speaker Make the day your own Trips can be tailored for serious or beginner fishing, lounging and floating, sightseeing, photography, or a mix of activities. Share dietary restrictions and equipment requests before booking. Gratuity is not expected, but it is appreciated and is not included in the trip rate. What to Bring Cancellation & Refund Policy > A six-hour, full-day Upper Guadalupe River float for groups of at least three anglers. $300 per guest. - Published: 2026-07-20 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/trips/guadalupe-river-trip/ - Rivers: Guadalupe River A six-hour, full-day Upper Guadalupe River float for groups of at least three anglers. $300 per guest. Trip at a glance Duration: 6 hours (full day) Group: 3 guest minimum, 6 guest maximum Rate: $300 per guest Minimum total: $900 for a party of three Deposit: 50% at booking, balance due on the day of the trip Season: March through November. We do not run trips December through February. Swimming: every participant must be able to swim. No kayaking experience needed. General area: Kerrville, Center Point, Comfort, Boerne, Waring, and Sisterdale The Upper Guadalupe: Texas Hill Country’s hidden green ribbon Winding through the limestone canyons of the Texas Hill Country, the Upper Guadalupe River has drawn people to its water for thousands of years. Archaeological evidence documents human habitation in the river valley dating back millennia. Tonkawa, Waco, Lipan Apache, and Karankawa peoples lived in the region long before Alonso de León named the river Guadalupe in 1689. Today, the river remains a living ecosystem. Its clear, spring-fed waters support the Guadalupe bass, Texas’s official state fish and a species found only in Texas. Anglers may also encounter largemouth bass, sunfish, Rio Grande cichlids, carp, catfish, and gar. Towering bald cypress trees line the banks, with gnarled roots gripping limestone bluffs and branches arching overhead to form a shaded, cathedral-like corridor. The river’s character shifts with rainfall and the seasons, from stronger spring flows to glassy pools later in the year. Away from crowded tourist stretches, the Upper Guadalupe offers quiet, privacy, and natural beauty. Paddlers move through a river corridor that has sustained life in the Hill Country for generations. River conditions Come prepared for easily navigated rapids, deep stretches, and shallow areas that may require portaging. Closed-toed water shoes are essential. Included A selection of kayak and canoe options PFDs, paddles, and sifting equipment Transportation to and from the river Lunch and cold beverages; alcohol is not provided Available on request Fishing tackle and rods A soft-sided ice chest Chairs A portable speaker Make the day your own Trips can be tailored for serious or beginner fishing, lounging and floating, sightseeing, photography, or a mix of activities. Share dietary restrictions and equipment requests before booking. Gratuity is not expected, but it is appreciated and is not included in the trip rate. What to Bring Cancellation & Refund Policy ## Field Notes > The Perfect Weekend in Boerne, Texas Boerne is getting bigger and drawing more attention each year. People flock to our town on the weekends from all over the country – ... - Published: 2026-07-18 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-perfect-weekend-in-boerne-texas/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman The Perfect Weekend in Boerne, Texas Boerne is getting bigger and drawing more attention each year. People flock to our town on the weekends from all over the country – ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Boerne is getting bigger and drawing more attention each year. People flock to our town on the weekends from all over the country – and even the world – making their way down the Hill Country Mile and stopping at the local watering holes and eateries. Denise and I often sit on the porch swing at Cibolo Creek Brewing Co. , just watching people come and go. There really is a charm to this town. Events like Dickens on Main, the Hill Country Rod Run, and Das Festival can make it feel like a Hallmark‑card town. All of the businesses and events we have to offer are the fruits of the labor of hardworking local Boerne citizens – people who have chosen to stay here and raise their families, investing their hard‑earned money and time back into the community. Folks on the outside see this and admire it, as they should. I cannot count how many times I have heard, “So, you are actually from here? ! ” from tourists. Sometimes it seems a little funny, but if you stop and really think about it, where else have you found a community like this? The cleanliness, the friendliness, the true sense of a small, local community, and a place that still has old‑timers with family names on buildings and street signs. Welcome to Boerne, Texas, folks. This is small‑town USA. Wondering What Visitors Actually Do Here? Watching people walk up and down Main Street has made me wonder: What does their agenda look like? Did they plan anything, or are they just taking it step by step (pun intended)? If you are arriving in the summer, what do you do to cool off? Where do the locals eat breakfast? Where are the hidden gems of the Hill Country? When in Rome, do as the Romans do, right? I cannot tell you how many times while traveling we have searched for the “local spot. ” People want to experience a place with all their senses. They do not want the cruise‑ship experience; they want the VRBO experience. They want to know what it is like to live in a different cultural area from their own. It is fun to see the pace of life from another perspective. Try to put on that shoe and walk a mile. Pretend you are not who you are because of where you are from. In fact, that is an important lesson everyone can learn. After watching this for years, a question crossed my mind: What does the perfect Boerne, Texas weekend look like? While I cannot answer that for everyone, I can share what I consider the best experience from my local perspective – through the eyes of a man raising his family in Boerne and taking full advantage of the amazing natural resources we have. So saddle your ponies, and let’s ride. Saturday Morning: Tacos and Traditions Denise gets up and goes straight to feeding the dogs, the chickens, and Chuck the pig. I can already smell the coffee. Thankfully, we spent a few hours on Friday night getting the boats strapped down, counting life jackets, sorting fishing tackle, and prepping food and ice chests. It makes for a smooth start to the day and has become somewhat procedural for float‑trip weekends. Meet‑up time and location is usually 10:30 AM at Mague’s Café. There seems to be some confusion in town about where to get the best breakfast tacos, so allow me to clear this up. There is only one place the true locals go, one place that has been open for generations, and that is Mague’s Café. Randy’s with beans, verde and rojo sauce, and a pile of pico – same order every single time, just the way we like it. I call these “tailgate tacos” because we are usually eating them in the parking lot while double‑checking gear and waiting on a straggler or two to arrive. I will not name any names, Tom... From there, we head to the launch location (secret spots). Midday on the Guadalupe: Rapids, Wildlife, and Relaxation For the rest of my life, pulling up to the bald cypress trees that line the banks of the Guadalupe River will never get old. It feels like I am the only one aging while the river renews its youth each spring. Once we arrive, everyone knows the tasks at hand. We unload all the boats and gear and drag everything to the water’s edge while the drivers deliver the vehicles back to the pick‑up location. This usually lets us push off from the riverbank around 11:30–12:00. Perfect timing. We crank the Turtleboxes up and thank the Good Lord for the blessing of another day. Paddle in hand and free‑floating. Today we have a pretty good‑sized group: me, Denise, Hunter, Ellie, Ty, Karlee, Matt, Erin, and Evan, with five kayaks and two canoes. Our journey is a short one at 3. 8 miles, but the pace will be slow. Right away, we encounter our first set of rapids. Denise and I are the first ones down, turning around at the bottom of the eddy to watch everyone else pass through safely. It is not a dangerous rapid, but it is a little deceiving. Ty immediately turns his boat over and spills every piece of gear he has into the fast water. No injuries – maybe just a tiny hit to the pride – but Ty is a good man and laughs it off right away. I think the river wanted to show off a little for the rookie. As we make our way slowly downriver, I lean my head back to look up at the canopy of bald cypress trees arching overhead. Ducks fly up from the timber, and cranes pace the shallow water as they stalk the banks for a bite to eat. Schools of threadfin shad and common carp swim under the boats like our... > Passion and Christ Passion and Christ Each time, just before I turn the lights off, I stop and stare. Her uniform is clean and ready for inspection. Belly full of ... - Published: 2026-06-16 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/passion-and-christ/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Passion and Christ Passion and Christ Each time, just before I turn the lights off, I stop and stare. Her uniform is clean and ready for inspection. Belly full of ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Passion and Christ Each time, just before I turn the lights off, I stop and stare. Her uniform is clean and ready for inspection. Belly full of fuel, weapons stowed, and hatches battened down for the haul. She’s ready for battle. The time I spend in my shop prepping the boat for the next round of kids is something I take very seriously, but I enjoy even more. Each lake is different. Each kid is different. Novice or experienced. Left or right-handed. 6th or 12th grade. Big or small. Boy or girl, shy or outgoing, and on and on. I take all of this into consideration when building our game plan and preparing each rod individually. Most of the time, I have four rods ready for each angler on the deck of the boat. They will have a setup ready for first light, mid-morning, afternoon, and a “utility” rod. Inside the boat, we will have an ice chest with cold water, electrolyte drinks, and some snacks. No need for phones. These kids will be too busy and focused to even think about digging in their pockets to check their “snap”. When this ship pulls out of the shop, it’s fully prepared to compete with anyone on the water. The rest is up to the kids. This year, we have the luxury of a very special team boat, but it’s NOT an ordinary boat. It’s a brand new Caymas CX21-Pro designed specifically for the Boerne Bass Club. Everything from the tires and wheels to the paint job and electronics was all personally designed for this team. I am happy to share that this was all made possible because of the good folks at Ron Hoover RV & Marine. Thomas, Rick, Corey, Johnny, and the entire staff have helped make a huge impact. There has never been a day that Denise and I have felt anything less than blessed by their generosity. But behind the purple glitter paint job and flashy fishing gear is the truth about this vessel. A mission it embarks on each time. A story that gets a new chapter month after month. It’s not a simple mission statement or fun phrase you can slap on your boat with a sticker. It’s something I have yet to fully grasp, let alone articulate into my own words. What I can say is that kids go through so much in their young lives. Sometimes life has great rewards, and I get to be a witness to that. Other times, I get to feel some of the pains, struggles, and challenges these young CHILDREN are dealing with. My mission and the trusty purple steed I ride on is to bring the presence of God into the picture. It’s not simple. In fact, it’s something that I continue to learn as time goes. Each situation is different. What I do know is that God placed our paths to cross each other’s for a reason, and Denise and I are going to lean on our faith and provide whatever we think the Lord is asking of us. Over the years, we have been blessed to see what this can mean to kids and how this club has changed lives. It was around late 2017 when this club was born. Thinking back on all those years can take me to some emotional moments. I remember the first meeting we ever held and the faces of each child whose passion created this club. The sleepless nights and anxiety of pulling up to the line of boats trying to launch at 5:30 in the morning. Equally as nerve-racking was the simple fact that we didn’t know a damn thing about what we were getting into! But man oh man, was it fun! Being on a boat in the early hours of the morning is a special feeling that you have to experience to know. The sun barely peeking up from the eastern horizon, and the reflection of the shoreline like a mirror on the water. Breathing in the coolest and freshest air the day will have to offer. Blazing your own trail across the water like cowboys chasing Indians in the vastness of the Llano Estacado. Freedom, simply put. I may have told Denise I wouldn’t drive too fast with kids on board, but that certainly isn’t the truth. There is no way to stop a man from squeezing every single bit of horsepower he can out of his boat in moments like this. Then, just like that, you are looking for your first bite like it’s a bad habit you can’t put down. The tug is the drug, I like to say. The anticipation of the first fish is comparable to NOTHING! There is nothing like it! Every single time I have ever been fishing in my life, I get the same feeling over and over, and that passion is the same thing your kids have when they are out on the water. It is a love that they will have for the rest of their life and it’s a healthy one. Nurture it. Over the years, I have been fortunate enough to see kids go through our program from 6th grade all the way to high school graduation. Some have even moved on to fish for their college teams, winning scholarships along the way. Yep, you heard me right. Scholarships for bass fishing. It is not for everyone; some kids only fish one season, and that’s okay. But if it helps ONE child in a season, we are doing our job. There is someone special I want to tell you about. Just typing that, I can’t stop the tears from running down my face. I have been trying to talk about him, but I can’t keep my composure to do so. Maybe I will be more successful writing my feelings out. Koby Hunter and Hunter Mazour were in the 4th grade when... > The Pecos River and The Starlight Canvas I have done my best to explain how unforgiving the terrain is. I have emphasized the uncomfortable fact that there is only one ... - Published: 2026-05-04 - Modified: 2026-07-30 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-pecos-river-and-the-starlight-canvas/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman The Pecos River and The Starlight Canvas I have done my best to explain how unforgiving the terrain is. I have emphasized the uncomfortable fact that there is only one ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article I have done my best to explain how unforgiving the terrain is. I have emphasized the uncomfortable fact that there is only one way in and one way out. Rain or shine, cold northern winds or hot, stale summer air, we have no control. The realities of an excursion like this have been conveyed to the best of my abilities. No one can say, “I didn’t know! ”- that’s how clear this has to be. In my experience traveling these rivers the way we do, most people will not commit. They make excuses often disguised as reasons, like a recent family situation, a sudden health concern, or a last-minute work conflict. Whatever the reasoning, the group whittles away little by little until there is only a fraction left. I know life interferes, but what I am trying to say is that the average “outdoorsy” guy will almost always cancel his commitment. This time, however, is much, much different. It’s about 5 p. m. and we are just rolling into Marlene’s place outside of Del Rio, Texas. It’s been a little while, and I was excited to introduce Marlene to everyone. The first things people notice are her pet turkeys, guineas, and strangely large roosters. They are really cute - until around 4 a. m. Soon enough, Mike Naccarato with Far West Texas Outfitters makes his way over to introduce himself. Although Mike and I have never floated together, we have been brainstorming this trip for a while. Mike is a character blend of East Austin and Alpine West Texas: cool and slightly trendy, but rough and resourceful. Definitely a guy you want to befriend. Adam works for Far West Texas Outfitters and joined our trip as well. He is a much more quiet, but extremely knowledgeable and calculated guy. When he talks, you better listen, because you are probably about to learn something. With the sun setting behind the mesquite trees and pila, you can smell the smoke from the BBQ pit. The next handful of hours are spent cooking fajitas, prepping our gear, storytelling, and calming any nervousness you might still have. There is really something special about the evenings at Marlene’s. Sometimes I get a sense this is one of those moments in life I captured at just the right time. Things come and go, people move on, times change, and so does our environment. But today, things are perfect. Me, Denise (my wife), Matt Riebel, Erin Smith, Hunter (my son), Chad Sill, and Rusty Chiles: The Rough Riders. Well, not quite, but for the sake of this story, let’s go with it. Seven canoes and one kayak. About 3,500 pounds of gear, people, and boats. We are embarking on a four-day voyage into unknown territory - at least as far as we are concerned. From Marlene’s to our drop location is about a two-hour drive. It’s not the distance, but rather the ranch road conditions that make the trip so time-consuming. As we make our way across the dusty desert, you can start to see what looks like a drop in the landscape. I knew exactly what was coming, so I made sure everyone was ready to soak in what was about to appear. If you’ve ever seen an old western movie where a cowboy and his horse are at a full gallop and suddenly pull the reins just before running off a cliff - well, this is it! At the bottom of this three-hundred-foot cliff is a secret oasis. It is almost like an artery that pumps just enough to keep its dependent wildlife alive in a volatile environment. The water is a rich emerald green that strikes a beautiful contrast against the aged, gray rocky cliffs that line the banks. Above the gray is the vast, endless bluebird sky. You don’t have to be an artist to imagine this scenery, but you might wish you were one so you could paint the memory. Due to our arrival time, the decision was made to set up camp at our drop location and push off in the morning. This wasn’t bad news. Right above our camp is an area the size of a football field covered in petroglyphs (images carved in the limestone) and about a mile or so of cold, clear, deep water. This was my second time investigating the petroglyph site. It’s puzzling staring at so many drawings and not being able to understand exactly what they are trying to communicate. Some are obvious - arrowheads, bows, handprints, and such - but the amount of random circles, connecting lines, and shapes will certainly leave you perplexed. I’m beginning to think I have a reasonable idea of what they mean, though. I will tie that in later in my story. The next morning, we were eager to push off and get started on our 23-mile expedition. Right away, we hit our first set of rapids. They were fairly easily negotiated, but a few people took the high route and portaged. If you don’t kayak much, I should explain: after each rapid, the water dumps into an eddy, or deep pocket of water. This is always a prime location to stop and spend some time fishing or swimming. Making our way slowly downriver, we frequently came across this pattern of rapids and eddies. You start to know what to expect pretty quickly. Although you never knew just how big and fast-moving the next set of rapids were going to be, that was part of the excitement! On day two, our guide, Mike, log-jammed his canoe in some pretty serious water but was able to retrieve it without any major issues. I am not sure why, but after I saw that, I decided to give it a try myself. It was not a normal decision for me, as I typically lean toward caution. As soon as I committed downward, I’ll be honest, I was doubting... > Las Cuatas Thirty-five miles down from what seems more like an endless desert trail leading to your doom than a weekend away. Random washouts, massive holes, and lots of dust. ... - Published: 2026-03-04 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/las-cuatas/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Las Cuatas Thirty-five miles down from what seems more like an endless desert trail leading to your doom than a weekend away. Random washouts, massive holes, and lots of dust. ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Thirty-five miles down from what seems more like an endless desert trail leading to your doom than a weekend away. Random washouts, massive holes, and lots of dust. If we passed another vehicle, we all silently hoped that it wasn’t federales, or worse. Rolling hills, desert valleys, a few dirt roads peeking out of the sagebrush, and the occasional rancho casita. Desolation, simply put. Although it’s only thirty-five miles, it takes an hour and a half to travel it. Finally, the blue gate! We pull in, shut the gate behind us, and breathe a sigh of relief both physically and figuratively. From here, the road is worse, but no one can approach us quickly or unknowingly. We roll the windows down, crank the music up, and slowly let go of anxiety like deer corn on a dirt road. There are still another eight miles of travel, but we’ve started washing our worries away, knowing the beauty and fun that awaits us. With a generator as reliable as a coin toss, collecting firewood along the way is essential. The land rolls along with peaks and valleys covered in prickly pear cactus, sagebrush, and Huisache (wee-sash) grass, with an occasional group of dying mesquite trees. Everything has to be hardy to survive the endless drought conditions. We pass a few old settlements, but time and erosion have taken a toll, leaving only your imagination to fill in the blanks. By now, we can see the two hilltop peaks that gave this ranch its name. As we make our way through the second gate, you can see the Rio Grande in the distance getting a little closer with each sighting. Around 2:00 pm, we push around the last bend, hugging the rocky hillside and up towards the peak. We’ve made it! Standing on the hillside looking down, you can see three small casitas, a large metal building, an exterior patio covered with Saltillo tiles, a ranch hand shack, and a hand-poured concrete staircase leading down to the Rio Grande River. Gazing at this, you might feel as if you were in a scene from a Coen Brothers western movie. Almost immediately, you wonder how in the hell this is possible in such a remote area. We unpack feverishly as the feeling of absolute and almost childish excitement sets in. From here, we can see miles both up and down the famous Rio Grande. Behind us is the endless desert of Coahuila, Mexico, and across the river, the outskirts of Del Rio, Texas. In the distance, you can see Lake Amistad, and in the other direction, stand the mountains of Maderas Del Carmen. This place would give a child a feeling similar to having a theme park all to themselves. All the food, the rides, and games, just for you! In this case, all the unexplored, the fishing, hunting, and starry night skies, JUST for us! Las Cuatas (The Twins). Named after the area’s two largest hilltops that sit as a sort of barrier between Mexico and the Rio Grande. How did we get to this point? How do you even find a place like this? Who do you trust? All good questions. Denise and I were headed to Del Rio for a fishing trip one weekend, and before leaving Boerne, we got a call from Ethan Budnick. “Hey, Jed, how spontaneous are ya? ” I said, “Pretty damn spontaneous, shoot! ” Ethan described the opportunity in Mexico and the amenities it provided. Sounded pretty good to Denise and me. But the only catch was that no one had actually seen it yet. So after a bass tournament on Lake Amistad, Denise and I met an acquaintance and made our way over the border and into Mexico to check the place out. The Budnicks – Ethan, Kendall, Boone, Crockett, and Britt – no matter what adventure you could possibly come up with, they will do it. No matter what challenges may come up along the way, they will help you overcome them. Resourceful, kind, trustworthy, loving human beings. The shoe fit, so we committed to this adventure together. On our first trip together, we had made an arrangement to meet the Mexican Army and a broker at the border to legally enter with our rifles and ammunition, get Mexican hunting licenses, and learn the ropes of crossing and dealing with firearms and ammo. Short story, we met and made the deal. There is a much longer and scarier story in between for another time. On one trip, about halfway down Windmill Road, the rough road conditions had broken both of my front brake lines. Fluid was everywhere. With my foot to the floor, the truck wasn’t stopping... We had no brakes. Ethan and I clamped the front lines closed with vise grips, used baling wire to tie the broken lines out of the way, and refilled the brake fluid. This was enough to limp us through the finish line. Although we would wind up getting into an accident together in downtown Acuña as we headed to cross the border two days later. Bringing new guests was always challenging but exciting. It takes a pretty adventurous and apparently spontaneous type of person to make this trek, so our guest list was pretty short. Some would really embrace it, and some would end up with an early departure. Didn’t matter to us; we were living in the moment, as my wife would say. One guest harvested an almost 200-class free-range white tail. Another ate the heart right out of a fresh kill. Both of those were a first for me to witness. We met some ranch hands who drank only lake water and survived completely by themselves for months at a time. I am not sure what they ate to survive, but it’s probably better we never knew the answer to that. “Willie” and his wife, on the other hand, were more civilized.... > The Mighty Pecos and The Singing Shaman The 30,000 acre Continental Ranch sits just outside of Comstock Texas. Flanked by the mighty Pecos River on her west and no man’s ... - Published: 2026-02-13 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-mighty-pecos-and-the-singing-shaman/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman The Mighty Pecos and The Singing Shaman The 30,000 acre Continental Ranch sits just outside of Comstock Texas. Flanked by the mighty Pecos River on her west and no man’s ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article The 30,000 acre Continental Ranch sits just outside of Comstock Texas. Flanked by the mighty Pecos River on her west and no man’s land on her east. In 1836 Texas won its independence and the battle to settle a claim of your own was an appealing offer to young, tough ambitious men. It’s thought that sometime around the 1880’s is when Mr. Prosser was granted the land, now the Continental Ranch, from the Republic of Texas. Although this would make him the first owner on record, the ranch was inhabited by a few feral homesteaders. Mr. Gobel and a man they called Julio. As the story goes, Mr. Prosser let these men continue to live their time out on the ranch. Maybe as payment for help in the infancy stage of the ranch’s development but nobody knows for sure. In 1883 the Transcontinental Railway was under construction through Comstock. This would bring an influx in Chinese labor as well as the first time goods like grains, lumber, tools and other necessities needed for a homestead would be accessible in such a remote area. This was the beginning of a new Texas frontier and the nation’s second largest economy. I’ve had a special hunt in my mind for a long time. One I dreamed would take me to the most wild places in the state. I dreamed of panoramic views without civilization in sight. I dreamed about terrain so rough it would test my mental fortitude. I wanted the ability the take my best and my longest shot. I didn’t want any guarantees but rather, all the risk. All of these requirements would lead me to a conversation with Bryan Fischer of Texican Outdoors. Bryan and I grew up together here in Boerne and we have been following each other’s adventures for years. His hunting career has taken him all over the Western United States, into Canada and Alaska. Every so often we will meet at Cibolo Creek Brewing Co. and tell stories of our past season hunts and our future aspirations. Texican Outdoors holds the lease for Aoudad hunts on the Continental Ranch and Bryan was convinced this was what I was waiting for. After conversations about Indian camps, giant free range sheep, and the vast landscape I was convinced myself. It’s mid-January and whitetail season is quickly coming to a close. Instead of packing away all of our gear, we were prepping for a trip to the Del Rio area. The border lands of South West Texas are not new to my family. We have been fishing Lake Amistad for years, kayaking the Devils River, and had a deer lease in Mexico. Even with that amount of experience in the area, I would find myself feeling as if it was the first time I had stepped foot in the region. The Aoudad sheep. Originally from North Africa, was introduced to Texas, specifically Kerr and Llano county, in the late 1940’s after World War Two. Fast forward 80 years, Aoudad are now in game ranches across the entire state and the free ranges of South and West Texas. Their resilience has allowed them to thrive in the harsh desert conditions of Val Verde county. An area that just closed a chapter on a 22 month drought. Surviving on chamizo, yucca plants, mesquite leaves, and even prickly pear cactus, with the ability to go days without water. This animal is well suited for survival. What is so appealing? Well, take a look for yourself. A mature Aoudad can weigh around 300 lbs. Rams are known for their 30+ inch horns and golden blonde chaps running down their chest and legs. They have a very masculine and dominant presence. Comstock Texas January 7th 5:30 AM – JT is in the kitchen making biscuits and gravy. Bryan looks like he’s been ready since yesterday! Everyone sits at the table for a hot meal before we hit the dusty trail. It could be dark by the time we make it back. Lights off, stars out, we advance into the great wide open plains of the Continental Ranch still under the cover of darkness. A few miles down the trail, Bryan finds a spot to stash the Ranger so we can position ourselves. The sun will rise soon and the sheep will be looking to warm up, making them visible while we still keep a good distance. This is a much farther and exposed pursuit than I am use to and that’s exactly what I wanted! Hunter spots a herd about a half a mile or so out. Bryan get on the spotting scope to investigate. No mature rams. This was the first time I had seen a herd of over 60 sheep! They moved in a tight formation across the land effortlessly, as if it were free of any cactus or other obstacles. Over the course of the next few days this would be a common scenario. Taking a break midday, Bryan wanted to do a little show-and-tell. Radio on and a few cold libations, we kick back a bit for a relaxing cruise across miles of the ranch and eventually down into the Pecos River valley. As we make our way, he tells us stories of the early homesteaders, shows and identifies the vegetation these animals survive on and tries to convey the sight we are about to see. As we come down the ridge, the Pecos comes into sight. I have seen a lot of miles of rivers across the country. I have kayaked down the Devils, fly fished across the Idaho Rockies, and just about everywhere in between. To be completely honest, this was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. Her banks are flaked on both sides by shear 200-300 foot cliffs in what seemed to me like a form of protection. Lush green grasses and small shrubs hugged the banks. Most impressive of... > Pearsall Texas 1962 Southwest Texas is a very special place for my family, specifically, on my in-laws’ side. In 1962, my wife’s grandfather purchased a roughly 450-acre ranch in Pearsall, ... - Published: 2026-01-14 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/pearsall-texas-1962/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Pearsall Texas 1962 Southwest Texas is a very special place for my family, specifically, on my in-laws’ side. In 1962, my wife’s grandfather purchased a roughly 450-acre ranch in Pearsall, ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Southwest Texas is a very special place for my family, specifically, on my in-laws’ side. In 1962, my wife’s grandfather purchased a roughly 450-acre ranch in Pearsall, not for farming or ranching, but for a place the family could enjoy together, learning how to hunt, camp, and spend time just being kids and learning to respect the outdoors. Since then, it has become a place where family roots have taken a proud hold. In the early days of the 60s and 70s, Dr. O’Connor was the only doctor in town. Tending to anything from cuts and colds to broken bones and even delivering babies at home. It would not have been unusual for him to show up at your doorstep with his medical bag to check up on you if you were feeling under the weather. The kind of doctor people truly trusted and would end up treating several generations of Frio County families. Although we never met, he seemed to me like the kind of man you don’t want to disappoint. Not out of fear of him, but out of respect, not to let him down, knowing how much he loved and cherished his family. Dr. Timothy O’Connor passed away in the mid-90s, but the legacy he left behind started to grow. Over the past 25 years, I have heard so many loving stories about him from his family and even met multiple patients he treated while practicing in Pearsall. It’s clear he was a well-respected, honest, and kind man who cared deeply for his family and young grandchildren. Denise’s mother, Annie, moved to Pearsall in 1962. At that time, just a little girl, her family left the vast, dusty plains of Southern New Mexico behind for a new start raising cattle a few miles outside of Pearsall. Her father, “Buster”, a former sheriff in New Mexico, began what would become a legendary 64-year-old cattle ranch. Pretty quickly, at just 12 years old, David, Annie’s brother, would take control of the operation and spend the next several decades hanging on a horse, working harder and longer days than any one of us could imagine! Most folks don’t understand what it takes to run a ranch like David’s. He told me he could remember taking one vacation in his life. A trip to Portugal, which he earned through business. He told me a story about being a little boastful while in Portugal and accepting a challenge to fight a bull on foot like a matador. You mess with the bull, you get the horns. And that’s exactly what happened that day! Denise and I have been visiting “Davie” (as we call him) as much as we can recently. A bad back, worn knees, and, most recently, a cancer diagnosis at 80 have slowed him down. Davie is what I could consider the last of a TRUE Texas cowboy. Most of his life was spent on a horse. He once showed me his first saddle and said, “I bet I put a million miles on that saddle as a boy,” and I believed him. Hanging on the hallway wall of his old house is a gun rack with a few rifles, but one in particular caught my eye. An original Winchester 30-30. I can’t help but stare at it and imagine the stories and places it has been. Denise and I once attended a birthday party for his late wife Ann. It was at what looked like an old Legion Hall in Pearsall. The place was filled with people who not only knew David and Ann but clearly respected them. I quickly started to gather the caliber of man David Moore is, and I admired it. The party was full of old cowboys from around the area. Some with their fancy knee-high boots and bolo ties. A Mariachi band was playing, and the cowboys danced with their wives. I realized all these old gringos speak fluent Spanish, and that really surprised me! That night was forever imprinted into my memory. The O’Connor ranch hasn’t changed a bit in all these years with the exception of deadfall and new mesquite growth. No cabins, no new fences or roads. In fact, there isn’t even running water or electricity. But Denise and I have been camping there every deer season for the past 23 years straight. Same campsite every single time. An area about 20’x 40’ cleared of all the mesquite, prickly pear cactus, and sage brush with a clear view of the night sky. There is not one thing permanent there but a hand-dug hole in the soft, red sandy ground where we burn our campfires and cook our meals. After the evening hunt, we gather around the fire for dinner – usually steaks and baked potatoes. Before we leave for the evening hunt, I stoke the fire well, wrap the potatoes in foil, and place them outside of the flames to cook for a few slow hours. Coming back to camp, dinner is that much closer to being ready. After dinner, we have some drinks together and tell stories for hours before zipping up our tents and trying to stay warm for the night. Although the sound of the coyotes singing is something we look forward to, it makes our guests a little uneasy, and we get a laugh out of that! In the mornings, we head out for an early hunt unless you got lucky the night before. In that case, you are probably sleeping off a long night of celebrating. Denise stays back at camp working on the fire and preparing a warm breakfast for everyone. If you’ve had it before, then you know how fulfilling and rejuvenating this is, almost like a soul food feeling! Everything is cooked in a cast-iron skillet over the fire. First, a package of bacon. Let that cook, then remove the bacon and add a dozen eggs to the grease to... > Devils In The Fall This was going to be a unique trip in a few ways. Instead of our standard four-day float, we will only be camping one night and ... - Published: 2025-12-17 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/devils-in-the-fall/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Devils In The Fall This was going to be a unique trip in a few ways. Instead of our standard four-day float, we will only be camping one night and ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article This was going to be a unique trip in a few ways. Instead of our standard four-day float, we will only be camping one night and fishing two half days. How? Why? Good questions. Through some river relationships we have developed, we got an offer to camp on some premier private land. This stretch, about 2 ½ miles, has the best fishing on the upper river in my opinion. With our busy schedules, this was the time we were able to carve out. We all agreed, let’s get out there while the getting is good! It seems like every trip we take, there is always someone new and always someone who couldn’t make it back. This time, it was a young man named Austin. Hunter and Austin are great friends and work together every day. Austin was no stranger to the stories of the Devils River and was quick to accept the invite. He doesn’t have a lot of experience with the type of trips we take, but despite his lack of experience, he makes up for it with his drive to get knee-deep into the situation. In other words, he’s extremely excited and engaged in learning. But he had some surprises in store. We make our way down the dusty, winding roads towards the river valley. Passing a lot of my favorite cactus, the ocotillo! Denise and I both have ocotillo tattoos on our forearms stemming from trips we have taken in South and West Texas. Once we make it to the river, it’s time to get a camping spot picked out and unload gear as quickly as possible. This is a short trip, and we want to maximize our time on the water. Choosing a spot next to fast-moving water is ideal simply because of the soothing sounds of rushing water at night. We unload everything at the campsite, then reload onto our kayaks. It’s time to push off. I position my boat towards the deep water and sunken timbers next to the bank in order to make my first cast perfect. Honestly, I think it was my third cast, and I landed my first fish. This was a good sign! This was what I was hoping for! As we drifted down the river, the fishing kept getting better. If I wasn’t landing a fish, I was continuing to generate quality bites and interest. At this point, I am now focusing on finding the larger female bass. Every so often, I would turn back to check on my son. When I did, I could see he was in his element. It’s not just the look on his face or the celebratory yelling when he landed a fish; it’s something else, something all around you. Like an aura of peace. Seeing this really set the mood for our trip. Austin, well, he’s learning his way down the river. I can hear him cussing like a drunk sailor from 150 yards away. He is wearing shorts, and the large horse flies are biting him faster than he can reel back his cast. It made me laugh every time I would hear it. Lesson 1: Always wear long pants. Have you ever looked at a beautiful painting and thought, I really wish I could paint myself into this! Maybe you desire to see the majestic mountains and buffalo with snow-covered backs painted into the valleys. Or maybe it’s a painting of a few cowboys around a fire with the night sky. I am not sure why, but this thought crossed my mind when we were in Wyoming. What would the painting look like? Where would it be? Well, let me paint you a picture. The scene is about six to ten miles down the Devils River in early spring. On one side, there is a steep cliff about 200 feet high, and on the other side is a smooth, native grass-covered bank lined with trees. I am standing in the middle of the river, about waist deep, facing the cliff with my back to the artist. My kayak is tied to my waist, so it won’t drift off. The sun is coming up, and I am admiring God’s work, planning the perfect first cast. Behind me, in the shallow water, is my daughter Elizabeth. She is leaning over, getting into her kayak. Eager to be next to me. On the shoreline is our campsite. A few small tents and a fire pit still smoking. No flames, but heavy smoke rising. Denise is kneeling on the ground, tending to the fir,e making breakfast on a cast iron skillet. She has her beanie on. Cold mornings are not her favorite, but feeding her family is. At the same time, she’s trying to keep Moose, our chocolate lab, from eating the bacon. Hunter is standing next to Denise, having a cup of coffee and keeping a conversation while still waking up. His boat is on the bank, ready to go. The sky is blue and the crest of the Cliffside is glowing orange as the sun rises. You can see the desert mountains rolling in the endless distance with sage and cactus covering the hillsides. I thought a lot about this, then I came to a conclusion: don’t be envious of the art or wish you could paint yourself in. After all, it is really the artist and painting that are envious of you! Go live it! That night, we camped “cowboy style” on sleeping bags under the night sky with no tents. This one was a real surprise for Austin. When he asked about a tent, we all just started laughing. We lay there that night, drifting off to the sounds of the rolling river and northern wind blowing across the tops of the cottonwood trees. The stars were like those that most people had never seen before. You could see the entire Milky Way stretching across the sky with... > Outdoors: Behold, Yellowstone Park As a kid, you may have dreamed a lot about the great outdoors; things like snow-covered Rocky Mountain peaks, raging rivers, and giant wild animals. Your ... - Published: 2025-10-16 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/outdoors-behold-yellowstone-park/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Outdoors: Behold, Yellowstone Park As a kid, you may have dreamed a lot about the great outdoors; things like snow-covered Rocky Mountain peaks, raging rivers, and giant wild animals. Your ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article As a kid, you may have dreamed a lot about the great outdoors; things like snow-covered Rocky Mountain peaks, raging rivers, and giant wild animals. Your dreams and imagination could take you to places you have never seen before, but in your mind, it feels so familiar, having those thoughts of hiking to the summit of a snow-covered mountain, or setting up a makeshift tent and camping in the wild to see how long you could last. As you get older, maybe in your teens, you might dream of hiking miles across a mountain range chasing a bull elk or even my favorite, an encounter with a grizzly bear! What boy hasn’t had that dream? ! Hell, I told a story to my kids for years when they were little about fighting a grizzly bear with just my two hands. It still makes me smile and laugh when I look at the scar on my chest. It wasn’t really from a fight with a bear... But these are the things a young boy thinks about. He dreams about being bigger and stronger. He dreams about being the toughest person in the world and taking on any challenge his mind might create. At some point in your life as a young man, you might have even come across the adventures of Lewis and Clark. If so, reading about their experiences was probably a lot like throwing gas on a raging wildfire. You would reach your limit of imagination and start putting plans on paper. Over the years, as our kids got older, we would have the ability and time to take on some of these challenges. Several of these stories you might have read about in past articles. Kayaking the Devils River, hunting the mountains of New Mexico and Colorado, South Texas camping and hunting, etc. But until recently, I haven’t really recognized the places from my dreams as a kid. Don’t get me wrong, I am blessed to have accomplished so much as an outdoorsman, but there was something missing... Last month, my wife and I booked a vacation for just the two of us for our anniversary. We were headed to Wyoming to see the famous Yellowstone Park. I had no idea the scale of creation I was about to witness. As soon as we landed in Cody, we rented a Four Runner and headed to town. First stop, the Irma Hotel and cold beer. If you didn’t know, this was Buffalo Bill Cody’s place, built around 1902. Seemed like an appropriate little gem to start. If you have an imagination, this place will make you feel like you just jumped off a horse-drawn wagon coming through town for a quick stop off the trail. The walls are covered with animals harvested in these mountains and around the world, creaky old hardwood floors, Victorian-style decorative carpeted halls, and tall ceilings. Sitting in the bar, you can see into a fancy dining room, which was once the main gallery. I sat there thinking about what it might be like to have walked through that door in the early 1900s. Maybe someone was playing a piano in the background while the bartender was serving drinks to an ornery crowd of cowboys. Over the next few days, Denise and I would drive all over northern Wyoming and southern Montana. We packed a couple of fly rods, drinks, and snacks, and left any expectations or timelines behind. It was incredible! One of our first stops was off Chief Joseph Hwy at Dead Indian Pass. There was a trailhead off to the left of the road we parked at. Denise and I grabbed our rods and hiked our way up the trail, looking for a good spot to make some casts. The river bank was lined with tall pine trees so dense we had to search for an opening large enough to accept our novice back casts. I watched as my wife stood on a fallen pine overhanging the river, casting a fly rod with a smile on her face and a genuine sense of tranquility. As we walked back towards the truck, we found our first sign of grizzly bears. There was a large rock with scrapings of a massive set of claws running down it. There was no question that this was a brown bear. We made our way back, sat there, and enjoyed a beer before we hit the road. The rest of the day, we would stop at waterfalls, fish small ponds, sight-see at mountain passes, have a drink at a random bar in Montana where they race pigs, watch pronghorn in the prairies, and talk... just the two of us. We decided to commit a full day to driving around Yellowstone. So, we woke up early and headed toward the east entrance. I had no idea what to expect. We followed a winding road through a beautiful mountain valley that took us through tunnels dug into the mountainsides. Arriving at the gates, I wasn’t necessarily impressed, but I wasn’t let down either. It seemed like a pretty standard entry. Nothing extravagant like a theme park. No large gates or fences. Thank God! Almost as soon as we started down the road, we came across two of the biggest bull elk I have ever personally seen. They sat in the shade, yawning and waiting for the heat of the day to pass. It was hard to drive away from this; I have never had the time to study these animals so close. We continued on, stopping to see trophy-sized mule deer and herds of buffalo. I didn’t think the buffalo would impress me like they did. When you see this many buffalo within feet of you, you can hear them breathe, see the dust blow up around their hooves, and feel their steps. A boy might stop and imagine a stampede of hundreds running across a prairie... > Outdoors: The Pursuit Cooler mornings and earlier sunsets. An extra cup of morning coffee and maybe a finger or two of evening bourbon. Time to inventory the firewood out front ... - Published: 2025-09-05 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/outdoors-the-pursuit/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Outdoors: The Pursuit Cooler mornings and earlier sunsets. An extra cup of morning coffee and maybe a finger or two of evening bourbon. Time to inventory the firewood out front ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Cooler mornings and earlier sunsets. An extra cup of morning coffee and maybe a finger or two of evening bourbon. Time to inventory the firewood out front and spread the rye grass seed. To most people it’s probably just a break from the heat, pumpkin lattes at the coffee shop and a change of wardrobe. A chance to actually enjoy taking the dog for a long walk and maybe try to get into an outside exercise routine. Who knows, maybe you will even plant a fall garden. This is not what’s on my mind. . I feel like I have an animal instinct inside me, maybe it’s in my DNA. As the whitetail deer transition from red summer velvet to hard horn nomads, I feel it! It’s the feeling of the light around you dimming and the soft sounds of the creatures coming out at night. The feeling of a fire burning in the distance warming the cool night air. It’s like the change in seasons sets off a survival instinct in animals and in man. I am a believer that God built us in this way and I embrace it. In fact, I am absolutely consumed by it. Since our kids were born they have been submerged in this lifestyle. In fact, while Denise was around eight months pregnant with Hunter, her and I were camping and shot one of my best low fence deer to this day. I can remember needing her help to pull this deer up on to the tailgate and how big her belly was at the time with baby Hunter. I will never forget that. Hunter and Ellie have embraced it and it has been a huge part of keeping us as close of a family as we are. That is probably one of the most important things I can say or advise I could ever offer someone. Hunting season is here. The stage is set. It’s time to perform. After years of hunting South Texas our desire for bigger game, more challenges, and different terrain really started to grow. As Hunter got older and more mature, the opportunity to travel to farther places and search for bigger game became our focus. Our sights were set on elk and we were determined to put in our time. We both knew not to expect it to come easy but we didn’t know what was in store for us either. My brother in law, Ty, is from the Taos, New Mexico area. Ken, his father, became our first mentor for elk hunting and knowledge of the local mountain terrain. So every October we would travel to the Tres Piedras area and try to learn how to track and stalk these animals for a week at a time. If you want to catch the sight of a bull elk in the open and grazing, you have to be early and sometimes that might be pretty far away. About as soon as there is a glimpse of light, the wise bulls head back up into the tree line, not to be seen. The morning can easily turn into a 5 mile hike. Up one side of a ravine and down the other. Over and over again. it all starts to look the same and remembering where you have and have not been can be a little nerve racking. But that’s what OnX is for these days. Around noon we would always stop at a nice vantage position to glass the area, eat a sandwich, and discuss our evening approach. I felt like we always did a good job of planning and tried to be as strategic as we could with our limited knowledge. Back to the sandwich! The “Questa Sandwich” was a staple on the trail and easily the most unusual sandwich I’ve have ever had. I don’t know exactly how it came about but it was Ken’s favorite and it became mine too. White bread, peanut butter, pimento cheese, sliced onions, pickles, and Tapatio hot sauce. Now wrap it in foil, smash it into the bottom of your daypack, let it get cold and voila! Trust me, it’s way better than it sounds! Hunter and I spent five years learning and hunting northern New Mexico in the Carson National Forest. Some seasons were fairly warm and dry and sometimes is was just COLD and the snow was a whole other challenge to learn. Over the years there were opportunities missed and maybe a shot or two as well. But we cut our teeth in those mountains and learned some tricks that would ultimately lead us to our success. On year six Ken had to take a break with some health issues and needed some time to get on the mend. At the same time an opportunity to hunt public land in far west central Colorado came up. This area was new to us but we were pretty confident in our abilities at this point to track elk and deal with elevation and weather conditions. But, there were things we were not prepared for. . Trailers loaded, we hit the road for the Rocky Mountains! We made the drive in one day, arriving to our campsite in the dark of night. When morning came, we were very eager to set out and survey the area. after all, this was home for the week and there was plenty to do. The land was big and vast! Everything seemed to be larger than life! I remember sitting on a cliffside with Hunter, drinking a cup of coffee and staring out across one of the most beautiful mountain valleys I have ever seen. It was like being a character inside of a famous mountain painting. In order to cover the region, you had to drive an ATV across large valleys to get to the next mountain ridge or advantageous area. what we didn’t know was that our diesel... > My Homage to the Guadalupe River Tragedy Over the past couple of weeks, I have been concentrating on ideas for this article. I knew what I needed to write about, ... - Published: 2025-08-15 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/my-homage-to-the-guadalupe-river-tragedy/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman My Homage to the Guadalupe River Tragedy Over the past couple of weeks, I have been concentrating on ideas for this article. I knew what I needed to write about, ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Over the past couple of weeks, I have been concentrating on ideas for this article. I knew what I needed to write about, but I have been avoiding it. I have endless stories to share of the outdoors, and I enjoy doing so, but the truth is, I feel I owe it to myself and anyone experiencing the same feelings to talk this out, so to speak. There are thoughts and questions many of us share that we can’t answer right now. Sometimes burying these will seemingly make them go away. But my heart is telling me to talk about it. We (community volunteers) all have our experiences with this recent tragedy on the Guadalupe River. Some you hear about on the news, others from conversations with locals while cleaning up debris, or just airing things out with friends. I have heard some stories that can haunt a man’s life forever. Stories that are so heartbreaking they should only be in a movie and never lived out. Some that will undeniably change the course of the lives of its cast. This story is mine. I share it with Denise, Cory, Shannon, Matt, and Erin. There was never a question of whether we should be doing something to help. There were only questions like: Where do we start? What time will we start up again tomorrow, and the next day, and so on? As I am writing this, I can feel the uneasiness of my friends. This is not something that any of them would talk openly about, nonetheless, write an article. But like I said, I feel called to do so. The 6 of us, for 6 days, cut our own path down the river from Center Point to Sisterdale. Each day was filled with miles of muddy river banks, mountains of debris, and what seemed like the impossible task of clearing an area, the best we could. Walking away from some of these areas was incredibly difficult, and for some of us, it probably still haunts us. You never could be sure if your best was enough, if it was your best, or when it was enough. Sounds confusing, but there are a lot of you who will uniquely understand this part. In the early parts of our endeavor, we learned pretty quickly that we had made the right decision. There were times in our search when it was just us as far as we could see. The feeling of just how vast the devastation was and the scale of the search really set in thick. It’s a feeling that seemed so hopeless. But it wasn’t. Sunday afternoon, we decided to stop for a meal and replenish some of our energy. Comfort Pizza was open and happens to be one of our favorite stops in the area. The owner, Ty, was extremely generous and bought our lunch. We sat and talked for about an hour, sipping a few cold drinks and calming our nerves. Before long, we pushed off and set out for a special spot on the river. This section happens to be the exact same location we have been kayaking all season, and I even mentioned to y’all in my previous articles about fishing the Guadalupe River. We pulled up to the bridge, and it was completely covered in flood debris. Only two county road crew employees were there at the time. We talked them into letting us cross the bridge. From there, we moved upriver on foot. That Saturday night, as Denise and I were getting ready for bed, I told Denise, “Something tells me we need to be looking in the same spot we have been kayaking all season. It’s a new spot for us and unusual to frequent it so much. Maybe there is a reason? ” Well, there was a reason. Steve Edwards was born in the West Texas town of San Angelo. Happily married to his beautiful bride, Marilyn, for over 50 years! Steve and Marilyn raised twin girls, Allison and Courtney, in Odessa. From my conversations with Courtney, I gathered that her father was a lot like what you might expect from a West Texas gentleman. Born in the Texas desert, he worked in the oil and gas industry until he was able to retire. He was a well-respected man in his industry. Steve was the kind of guy who would have a conversation with just about anyone who would listen. He had a big personality, and I think it’s safe to say his heart was just as big. He cherished his girls and adored the time they spent playing tennis. It was something he was NOT going to miss! There were moments that could make him tear up, and I don’t think it bothered him. I do think his ability to show emotion was probably important to his girls. Even if it was as simple as a movie like Hoosiers. It seems like Steve had really settled into life well at his age. Ranching, watching sports, loving his dogs, and the RV travels with Marilyn. Seemed Steve could always make a friend pretty quickly too. I pictured Steve and Marilyn making new friends at campsites, sitting outside their RV and telling stories with the dogs in tow until dark. I think not only did all of this fill his heart, but it also completed his journey in a way. Allison and Courtney both reside in Austin and were so lucky to be able to spend time with mom and dad just before the Fourth. Thank God. I wonder if Steve and I had crossed paths upriver, would we have talked? I’d like to think so. I would probably be dragging my kayak across rocks down to the water. Maybe Steve would be walking his dog and start a conversation with me. Man, do I wonder... As fate would have it, we didn’t meet that way... . Closure.... > Paloma Fest With September around the corner, I am starting to let dove hunting creep back into my mind. Dove season comes about the same time as our peak exhaustion ... - Published: 2025-07-15 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/paloma-fest/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Paloma Fest With September around the corner, I am starting to let dove hunting creep back into my mind. Dove season comes about the same time as our peak exhaustion ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article With September around the corner, I am starting to let dove hunting creep back into my mind. Dove season comes about the same time as our peak exhaustion from the south Texas summer heat. The real dog days of summer. . The kind of heat that even a dip in my swimming pool won’t take my core temperature down. But at the same time as I am sweating through my clothes at a standstill, I know relief is just weeks away. Opening weekend of dove season signals a change in seasons. While it may still be as hot as our shotgun barrels outside, cold beer and groups of low flyers sure can cool things down. This is the time of year you might consider leaving an ice chest, shotgun, bucket, and Turtlebox in the ready position because if you have any good friends (kidding, sort of. . ), you will almost certainly get a random invite to a farmer’s field in the South zone. In case you aren’t familiar with what this looks like, let me paint you a mental picture. After gathering up your necessities: shotgun, ice chest, bucket, Turtlebox, snake boots, and maybe a change of clothes, it’s vamonos! We tend to hunt in the Uvalde or Crystal City area, so it’s about an hour drive. As we are driving down dusty farm roads, we are met at an open gate with a ranch manager sitting in his truck, soaking up the AC while he can. After a very brief conversation at the gate, we make our way into the field. These are usually sunflower fields with the perimeter plowed about 75 yards in. Imagine a high school track field with the center being large, fully grown and dried sunflowers, and the track itself is freshly plowed ground with hay bales placed 50 yards apart from each other all the way around. Of course, on a much larger scale. I always try to choose a bale close to a tree line. But honestly, you never know what spot they will fly the heaviest. . Setting up your spot is pretty simple. Lawn chair or bucket placed on the shady side of the bale with the rest of your gear and hunting buddy, and if you are lucky, a good retriever dog. Usually around that 4 o’clock hour, they start coming in hot and heavy! Some of the best memories made while doing any kind of hunting are made at opening weekend of dove season, when the birds are new and have not been shot at yet. Then comes that special moment when you see a couple groups fly in as you are leaning on a bale enjoying a cold beer, but all of a sudden things completely open up! This is when they can come in so fast, heavy, and unexpectedly that it almost seems like a game. From here, it’s every man for himself! A race to get 15 birds and not be the last guy to do so. A real “Ricky Bobby” kind of moment. If you know, you know. Once things start to settle down and you are working on your last 3 birds, it’s time you can slow down, grab another cold Lone Star, and make some of your better, more calculated shots. I love to really take my time at this point. Afterwards, be a good steward of the land and take the time to pick up all your shells! Not only can leaving them create an issue with cattle and unsightly litter, but it’s disrespectful to the land owner, and you may not get an invite back the next time. Much like the saying “there is more than one way to skin a cat,” there are several ways to clean these birds. Some snippers and a hose are all you really need, in my opinion. Take the time to wash them thoroughly, if you don’t, you might end up biting down on some dove load and you will regret that decision immediately. I learned that lesson the hard way. There are lot of really delicious recipes for dove, but the most famous is the simple dove popper. Dove breast, bacon, cream cheese, and a fresh slice of jalapeno are about all you need. We like to make a sauce to baste the poppers as they are cooking and dip them in after they are grilled. I have met some Cajun folks who like to make a roux in the field and cook them as they shoot them, some folks take the time to keep the birds whole and pluck the feathers, and others who clean them like a quail and pan fry them. All of these are great options and will give you the rewarding feeling of a good harvest and a full belly! For a number of years, we have been hunting with an amazing company and family. The kind of people you refer to as your own family. Luke Bledsoe and his bride Jillian own and operate the outfitter company, Speck Ops. Everything from speckled belly geese, sandhill cranes, ducks, doves, and more. In conjunction with the famous 501 Ranch in Uvalde, they have started Paloma Fest. This is the ultimate dove hunting experience. A 2 ½ day event with 2 dove hunts, lodging, chef-made meals, live music, private bowling alley, skeet competition, giveaways, and a barn burner lazy river pool party! This is for the person who wants the whole enchilada experience. Like me! Paloma Fest is booking spots now for this September. Denise and I will be there representing Cibolo Creek Brewing Company, serving up those ice-cold beers all weekend! If this doesn’t sound like fun, you are reading the wrong magazine. If it does, reach out to Speck Ops and book your spot before it’s too late. You can find them on Facebook and Instagram @SpeckOps, or give Jillian a holler directly at 830-247-4543... > The Boerne Bass Club: The Tug Is the Drug I set my alarm for 4:30 am, knowing I will wake up with excitement before it even goes off. Then, the ... - Published: 2025-06-18 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-boerne-bass-club-the-tug-is-the-drug/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman The Boerne Bass Club: The Tug Is the Drug I set my alarm for 4:30 am, knowing I will wake up with excitement before it even goes off. Then, the ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article I set my alarm for 4:30 am, knowing I will wake up with excitement before it even goes off. Then, the boat ramp anxiety sets in a bit. But all of this is so familiar to me that the love of this sport outweighs the stresses. It’s been almost 8 years now since we met in a classroom with Welton Pickering, Owen, Kade, and a handful of other students and parents to form this club. But like all good things, it seems like yesterday. I gently wake my wife as I am getting ready. Tournament jersey, check. Hat, check. Sunblock, check. Sunglasses, check. Most important, a prayer of thanks and for God’s watching eyes for our safety. Never a prayer to win. Denise always wakes up happy to help me with the snacks for the day, the truck and trailer, as well as help others coordinate getting on the water. We make our way down a dirt road at Pace Bend Park on Lake Travis. Only a single boat ramp is open due to the years of continued drought. This is a battle we fight more often now. We get the boat in the water, truck parked, and beach the boat until it’s time for the release. Cade and Grayson climb aboard and get all their food, drinks, and tackle situated so it won’t be in the way when we start running around the boat, fighting fish. It’s hard to believe it’s the last tournament of the season. As the sun comes up, the last of the 68 boats unloads in the water. Jeff, our tournament director for Faith Angler Network, plays the national anthem over a loudspeaker and says a morning prayer, as almost 70 boats put around the water, trying not to bump into each other. Just as quickly as we got on the water, we are off to a fast start! Lifejackets on and safety switch engaged, we are blasting off as fast as a 250 horsepower Mercury 2-stroke will go. A literal race to the other side of the lake because where there is grass, there is bass, and everyone knows it. After about 30 minutes of over 60 MPH speeds, we throttle down and coast into a small cove. The banks are lined with piles of large rocks, and I can see the submerged grass on my graph. This is the spot! The boys get their bearings back after a white knuckle ride and find their respective positions. All of our rods are pre-rigged and laid out for each angler. 4-5 rods, each with a different presentation. At this point, we have already determined exactly what to start with and when we will change our tactic. Grayson recently broke his leg from a fishing accident on the Medina River and is sporting a grey autographed cast. He is usually the point man, but today he is leaning on a seat in the rear for stability and to avoid getting in the way. Cade is at the bow and looking to put the first fish in the box. Ned Rig, that’s what’s for breakfast! We make a few passes around some grass, and soon enough, we land our first keeper. Lake Travis is large, and the water can be very clear in areas. Bass love clear, clean water, but it does present a challenge. If you see them, they can see you! We have to be methodical in how to present our tackle. We toss him in the live well and keep to our plan as long as we can. One thing I have certainly learned is to fish with a plan and fish what you are confident in. If you use a Texas Rig, crank bait, or drop shot most places, you probably better have that lined and ready at all times. We spend the morning catching fish and culling to keep the larger ones. You never know how some days are going to play out. Sometimes we put in a lot of practice and planning for a tournament and catch 40 fish, and sometimes we are lucky to turn in 4 for 5. That’s fishing for you... Around 1:30, we make our last few casts and begin the ride back. After about another 30 minutes, this time with much bigger waves from all the recreational boats, we make it back to the weigh-in. In these tournaments, you turn in your 5 best fish for a combined weight. This is a great opportunity for kids to compete and feel a little public speaking pressure as they walk across the stage with their catch. “Boat number 21, Cade and Greyson! So, tell us, what did you catch them on? Is there anything you would like to say about your fishing season? ” The young anglers might get questions like these and several others as they stand on the stage facing crowds of around 200-300+ people. And you know what, it’s good for them! As we wait and watch 68 teams, 136 kids walk across the stage, I take the time to look around. Seeing so many families, grandparents, brothers, and sisters all together in the outdoors enjoying God’s creation. This always fires me up and confirms my love for all of it! The crowd gathers and watches as the teams walk up from the boats with their bags full of bass, making their way to the weigh station. As a boat captain, your work is done at this point. I have found more and more over the recent years that this is my calling, my discipleship. Jesus said, “follow me and I will make you fishers of men” Matthew 4:19. I know what that means now, and I will always be listening to him with my heart and soul for guidance on this. This time we may not have placed in the top 10%, but that’s secondary. The boys are happy and getting... > Devil’s River After a three hour drive, we arrive at an old 1960’s South Texas ranch house. Pulling in, you immediately notice the other trucks carrying kayaks parked around the ... - Published: 2025-05-17 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/devils-river/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Devil’s River After a three hour drive, we arrive at an old 1960’s South Texas ranch house. Pulling in, you immediately notice the other trucks carrying kayaks parked around the ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article After a three hour drive, we arrive at an old 1960’s South Texas ranch house. Pulling in, you immediately notice the other trucks carrying kayaks parked around the barn, guys sitting in lawn chairs in the shade, and the Texas flag flying over the Pila. Grabbing my overnight bag, I head into Marlene’s house to scout for my bed of choice. Each room is lined with several twin beds. I always try to pick something near a window and fan. The nights are hot so this is the most comfortable place to get some rest and I know it’s going to be the last time for four days to do so. Marlene’s house always reminds me of nights spent at my grandparents farm. Warm temperatures at night, the window drapes blowing with the breeze, the rhythm of a box fan, and quietness. The kind of quietness that’s keeps you awake with your own thoughts. Up before the sun, Marlene has the coffee on and a breakfast casserole ready on the counter as she sits on the couch watching the news, making small talk with us and praying for rain in the forecast. That night we spent our time unpacking the kayaks, dividing all the camping gear and food, stringing up our rods and packing all of our clothes and essentials for the next four days into dry bags. After that, its cold beer, fajitas, and conversation for as long as you will. On this trip we brought a friend of mine who has never been on the Devils River. I spent a lot of time thinking about this. Was he going to enjoy this paradise like me? Would the relentless winds drive him crazy? Would he be discouraged by the difficult sleeping conditions or the constant dragging through low water? Was he going to learn the tricks to catching these fish? One thing I did know was that he has the mentality to be uncomfortable in the wild. We spent a week chasing elk in the mountains together last October and I was witness to his physical and more importantly, his mental capabilities in bad conditions. Morning comes and we eat our casserole, sip our coffee, and load everything up again. We make our way west, past the border patrol stop and down the winding roads of Comstock. There is really nothing to see but desert for miles. Sage brush, some rolling hills, cactus, and buzzards cleaning up the roadsides. This is a tough place for even a rattlesnake to live. Soon, we quickly descend into the river basin and there it is! The Devils River. . The river water is shockingly clear and clean. Lush trees line its banks and green grass thrives in and around it’s bed. Almost immediately we hear spring turkeys calling. How did this place get here? How is this possible in the middle of the desert? Does anyone know this exists? It seems too good to be true. But there is a reason it’s called the Devils River. We would all soon experience why. Gerald likes to be quick about our drop so we have about 15 minutes to unload everything from the truck and trailer. Soon, its “adios” from Gerald, “see you in 4 days, good luck”. We load all of our gear into our kayaks and push off the shore. First thing is first. Fishing! Almost as soon as we set off, we are casting to the banks and in the rapids. No more than 15 minutes goes by and we are catching! A lot of day one is spent learning your boat and how to balance and fish from it as well as how to make things you might need throughout the day more accessible. As we make our way slowly down the river, we see ducks, turkeys, pigs, and deer crossing the river, snakes swimming and a lot of fish! The river’s landscape constantly changes from thin, shallow water channels lined with tall grass to deep water sometimes 40 yards across and cliff faces 200 feet high. Day one will give you a taste of the struggle to come with shallow rapids. These are the kind of rapids you could break an ankle in at any step. Dragging your 200 lb. loaded down boat through this over and over will make you pay some serious attention to your steps. As we make camp that evening we tally up the fish counts, crack open beers, and settle in for the night. Dinner is coming soon and we are all starving! Nights on the Devils River are something to cherish. The skies are usually clear and this presents an opportunity to see the stars like you are at some distant land. We sit around a string of red lights (no fires) and tell stories, drink cold beer, smoke cigars, and constantly stare up in to the sky and the stars, watching satellites drift through space. Night one we celebrate pretty hard and maybe get a little too deep in the ice chest. But it’s a special night, who’s to judge! From here things get progressively more difficult. But the fishing opportunities get even better. Right away we face a strong headwind pushing our boats up river as soon as you put your paddle down. You will spend a tremendous amount of time dropping anchor, paddling and getting out pulling your boat in order to keep moving forward. At the same time the shallow water and rocks hidden in the fast moving currents will exhaust you to your daily limits. Falling over and over and not knowing when you might get cut, twist an ankle or wrist will start to exhaust you and test your mental limits. But, just as soon as you make it through that, there is a deep hole full of bass waiting for you to cast with no one around! It is a dream situation for... > Cazando El Pavo Del Rio Grande – (hunting the Rio Grande Turkey) I am going to take two steps forward and one back with this article. I know I just ... - Published: 2025-04-17 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/cazando-el-pavo-del-rio-grande-hunting-the-rio-grande-turkey/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman Cazando El Pavo Del Rio Grande – (hunting the Rio Grande Turkey) I am going to take two steps forward and one back with this article. I know I just ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article I am going to take two steps forward and one back with this article. I know I just got done talking to you about the transition from hunting season to spring fishing. But, there is one last hunting opportunity here in Texas that comes at the same transitional time. Spring turkey season! I am not talking about shooting turkeys out of the deer blind in the winter. You all know the anxious feeling you get while waiting for a buck; the cold sets in, the sun is coming up fast and the deer are leaving the feeder but there is a few turkeys hanging around so naturally, one might take a leave. Well, this is completely different. This is the time of year when the Rio Grande turkey is on full display. Toms will begin gobbling and strutting to attract a hen at the peak of mating season. If you haven’t had a chance to witness this, I will tell you, it’s an impressive thing to watch, but are not easy to approach! Turkeys have exceptional eye sight. With vision nearly 360 degrees, imaging over twice as sharp as humans and a reaction time that will certainly leave you behind. All this makes for a much more difficult hunt than most expect. The preferred hunting method by most hunters is by shotgun or bow. I am a shotgun hunter. Mainly because I like to increase my odds of success, but like most men, I enjoy the excitement of shooting. Probably the most important part is the most obvious. Find an area where you know turkeys populate. Cover and concealment is crucial! Like I mentioned, they can and will see any movement you make. I prefer to hunt without a “pop up” blind, using only the natural landscape. Set up next to a tree or brushy area, grab some branches and make a hasty blind that looks somewhat natural but will conceal you as much as possible. Make sure to cover your face with paint or a camo mask. Now comes the fun part. I like to set out some turkey decoys to draw some good attention. Turkey calls have several good options. The box call, friction call, and the mouth diaphragm calls. For the beginner I recommend the box call but when you get more experienced, the diaphragm is the go-to. This will help free up both hands to be quicker on the shot as well as minimize your movement. Once you get more experienced it becomes a lot of fun to practice your calls and see how the turkeys react. When you start calling, sooner or later, they will start calling back at you to find your location. Soon, they will make their approach to the decoys and from there, the rest is up to you! If you manage to make a successful call and bag a Tom, congratulations! This is a great moment for a cigar and some bourbon neat. Pack it just in case. My wife and I have the opinion that wild turkey meat is extremely underrated. Denise is the best wild game cook I know and if you’ve shared a meal at our home I am certain you will agree. She may not have ever written a recipe down but I like that about her, it’s all by and with her heart. Two of my family’s favorite recipes are Chicken Fried Turkey Breast and Turkey Leg Carnitas. She pairs the Chicken Fried Turkey Breast with mashed potatoes, sautéed green beans, and the magic ingredient is her homemade venison bone broth that she uses to make the most incredible gravy. Wild turkey legs can be a challenge to cook and often get tossed because they tend to be tough when not cooked properly. We have experimented with them a few different ways, as we are determined to use ALL the parts of the turkey. Turkey Leg Carnitas with her homemade Pico and Guacamole is where it’s at! She slow cooks the turkey legs for over 12 hours so that all the tough connective tissues and cartilage breakdown resulting in the most delicious meat. She then drains the extra juices (saves them for dipping) and then heats up a cast iron to sear the meat to perfection until a little crispy. Top your favorite tortillas or tostada shells with a portion of the meat and add some Queso Fresco, homemade Guacamole, pico de gallo, squeeze a little lime juice and finish it off with some diced jalapenos and cilantro. We like to pair the Carnitas with homemade cream corn and sautéed Shishito Peppers, lightly salted with a squeeze of lime juice. There are several options for taxidermy if you are interested. Some might just prefer to pull a few feathers out to stick in your straw or felt lid but it’s worth checking into your mounting options. This is an extremely beautiful bird! Reach out to Andrew Usher with 4:19 Taxidermy for some ideas 210-608-0875 If you are looking for an opportunity to hunt this bird but are unable to gain access to any land, don’t be discouraged. There are several outfitters that can help for a fee. My personal friend and one of the most well-known waterfowl hunting guides in the South Texas area, Luke Bledsoe with Speck Ops Waterfowl can help you out! This is the most energetic guy in the business! You will leave ready to book your next trip which might be the Sandhill Crane or even the Speckled Belly goose. Look him up on Instagram @speck_ops or give him a ring 830-688-3641. Tell him Jed sent ya! > The Spring Transition: Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour For the avid outdoorsman, February is a slow time of year. Hunting season ... - Published: 2025-03-17 - Modified: 2026-07-20 - URL: https://www.mazouroutfittingco.com/the-spring-transition-fishing-the-guadalupe-river-with-jed-mazour/ - Categories: From The Kendall Gentleman The Spring Transition: Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour For the avid outdoorsman, February is a slow time of year. Hunting season ... Originally published by Jed Mazour in The Kendall Gentleman. Read the original article Fishing the Guadalupe River with Jed Mazour For the avid outdoorsman, February is a slow time of year. Hunting season is wrapped up and it’s too cold to fish most waters. This leaves most of us packing away our camo, cleaning the blood off of our tailgates, and planning our next adventures for early spring. Honestly, this is my favorite time of year! It’s a transition from early morning sits or stalks, walks back to camp from the blind at dark, cold and quiet to turtle box speakers and bright colored kayaks. March is Mother Nature’s birth to a new season. Warm sunshine and spring rain bring back the green to the trees, blooms the cottonwoods that line the rivers, and signals the white bass to make their run up the river to spawn. I always have the same conversation every year with my son about this time. “Do you like hunting season or spring fishing more? ” and it’s always the same answer. Hunting season for him and for me, this is my favorite! I will spend any free time I have in my shop unpacking and cleaning my boat, loading the kayaks back on the jeep (The Moose Caboose), lining fishing rods, sorting tackle, cleaning ice chests and mapping our next drop in location on the Guadalupe River. In the Boerne area, spring is a great time to catch the Largemouth Bass building their beds on the shallow banks preparing for the females to spawn. This is an exceptional time to catch them at a very aggressive state. The males (Buck Bass), smaller in size to the females, will clean an area in a circle shape for the larger female to spawn in. They will be very protective of this spot! Because of this, they will be much easier to aggravate and catch. If you are lucky, you can catch a few of the males and then work slowly at persuading the prized female to take a bite of what you have to offer. This bite is also usually done out of frustration that someone is in her area. My tips for the angler looking to take advantage of this time of year are simple and will make for an enjoyable weekend with friends or family. We are blessed to have the Guadalupe River run through our county. Take advantage of it! ! If you don’t have a kayak, you can park at any bridge crossing and walk the river bed. When fishing the river, use smaller baits. This will help generate more bites. Small crawfish crankbaits, ned rigs, jigs or worms. Keep with the faithful watermelon red for color. Look for bedding bass but never leave a good rock or log unattended. These are always good spots for a bigger bass to set up and wait for a meal. This river is also the perfect opportunity to pick up a fly rod and learn something new. I will caution you! once you pick up a fly rod and land a few good bass, you will quickly be investing into more fly fishing gear! Another one of my favorite local spots for this time of year is Joshua Springs Park and Preserve. There are two main ponds. Both of them hold bass in the 10 lbs. range. This is one of the best places to walk and stalk bass working on beds. Don’t be afraid to walk all the way around the lower pond. The grass is higher but the water is deeper. The park allows you to hike around and fish or you can use a kayak. There is a loading area on the dam for convenience. Don’t forget a lifejacket! State law. If you are so lucky to catch one of the large female bass on a bed, congratulations, it’s probably a trophy fish! But don’t keep her out of the water for too long. Take a few pictures and quickly return her to the exact same spot. With some luck, she will have a healthy and successful spawn producing more quality fish for the area. This area is special to me and my family. My wife and I grew up here, floating the river and camping as kids. We have raised our babies doing the same with them. Take care of this beautiful river so we can all enjoy it for years to come. Take more than you came with when you leave. I encourage you to explore these areas, share it with others and have a true appreciation for the resources we are blessed to have! > Some Field Notes by Jed Mazour were originally published by The Kendall Gentleman and retain source attribution. Verify current availability, pricing, policies, safety requirements, and legal terms on the canonical Mazour page; placeholders and pending-review notices are not final commitments.