Editor's note: Only a portion of Lund's column ran in Wednesday's Bulletin. Here it is in its entirety.
In January, the outdoor itinerary for summer is so ambitious - a schedule of old haunts with dreams of adventures in new spots. But when fall comes, what you didn't get to sometimes outnumbers what you did.
The weather has been uncharacteristic for the month of May - lots of wind and cooler temperatures for this time of year.
I know it's summer and I should sleep in, but when you're solar-powered and the sun floods into your room your body doesn't care if it's 4:18.
There are many ways to catch a fish. Yesterday while doing some grocery shopping I ran into my high school physical education teacher, coach Gebhart. He reminded me of a way of catching fish that I've never really gotten into. Coach Gebhart likes to fly fish just as much as he likes to golf. I have a fly rod, which is 27 years old and has sat collecting dust for the past 20 years. I know how old it is because that's what I asked for on my 13th birthday. I'm not sure what condition it's ...
The ball was over-inflated and under-used, but that wasn't the real issue.
It's been a long time since I was a student in school waiting with anticipation for the start of summer.
At some point after, during, or instead of college, you embark on a career.
When I was a kid I used to think about being a weather man.
After your mom has the 7-millimeter aneurysm in her right middle cranial artery fixed, you've watched a You Tube clip of the same procedure on a different brain and your mom starts telling people she'll be home in a week (the doctors smile and say it will probably be a few days longer), your depth of observation increases.
Last week, I discussed antiques that the outdoor enthusiast might find incidentally while hunting, angling, or exploring old ghost towns.
The NASCAR K&N Pro Series West returns to Stockton's 99 Speedway this Saturday for G-Oil 150, one of the biggest events on the 2013 schedule.
I have this empty space on my living room wall that would be the perfect place for a mounted bass. It's right above my fish tank and would look perfect.
I've never really seen my Mom sick. She's had colds before, but she has epitomized both strength and stubbornness. That's probably why she rarely had health issues - they were intimidated.
From now until mid-May, local fishing is at its best if you were to ask me.
Madison Square Garden was filled with 20,000 boxing fans last month, and they were treated to Gennady Golovkin, Danny Jacobs and a spectacular night ...
Several local student athletes were announced Friday as recipients of the A. Dale Lacky / California School Employees Association scholarship award winners.
Say this about the NBA playoffs: It's usually quite predictable.
For years, many of the boaters that I know of have been asking for there to be a boater's license required. It looks like ...
When I think about the month of April, I'm reminded about the first time I ever caught a bass weighing over 10 pounds.
LAS VEGAS - Sometimes the bumbling bozos in charge of the NFL just can't help themselves.
As I was processing some Little League pictures before heading north for the pending birth of the girl's boy I was watching Friday Night ...
I remember reading that fish don't have much of a memory.
Everson Walls doesn't want to talk about The Catch, and not just because he wasn't the one catching the ball.
I finally get a break in my work schedule and guess what?
Trevor Fast helped Sierra win its first Valley Oak League title for boys swimming last year and is now making waves at Modesto Junior College.
Accomplished as a player and a scholar, Christin Gowan will get the chance to succeed as a head basketball coach.
Over the past 50 years or so, in my excursions outdoors, I have been shot by a ricochet, injured my knee, broken a couple ribs ...
And the winner is ... Paris!
There's and old saying that goes, "Someone's always going to catch fish."