The morning sun shone brightly across my frost covered little square range. I surveyed my kingdom from a chunk of remnant football field turf.It is an adorable little parcel tucked neatly behind our barn, barely noticeable to passers by. It is a sixty foot by sixty-foot slice of heaven. My ...
“<em>A fish, which you can’t see, deep down in the water, is a kind of symbol of peace on earth, good will to yourself</em>.”<strong>Robert Ruark</strong>By the time you are reading this, you’ll have returned from a morning on the ...
You may have witnessed the scenario a hundred times or more. The gang is gathered around the tailgate of the truck after a morning’s hunt. Maybe some sportsmen friends have stopped by the house for a gathering. One thing leads to another and a new firearm has been brought out for ...
There is so much good information to share this week but not directed at any one topic, so I thought I’d throw out a shotgun blast of related tidbits. Many thanks to Chet Krcil of the Washington County Sportsmen’s and Conservation League for sharing a number of items and events that are ...
I’m not so sure that the good old days were as good as we’d like to remember.Were there really as many rabbits or pheasants or squirrels as we’d like to think during those early hunts or was our excitement so vibrant that it colors our collective memories with a rosy wash?One thing I can ...
I’ve been a coach for longer than I care to admit. The other day, my brother, Chris, and I were sitting at the kitchen table discussing all things high school athletics when the topic of mentoring was broached.I like to think that we are accomplishing more on a baseball field than just ...
