Memorial Day weekend is over, and I'm sure many of us who were out on the water have a story or two to tell.
After going dark for the Memorial Day weekend, the New Stockton 99 Speedway was supposed to return to action this Saturday night with one of its biggest events of the year: The SPEARS SRL Southwest Tour Series "Mid Valley Iron and Metals 150".
It's Monday, and I'm packing for my trip north where I will indulge in my other life that starts with coffee and breakfast with mom and ends with fish talk around a fire with friends.
About a week ago, I was stunned to see on the news that Budge Brown, founder of the Manteca waterslides, was missing on a plane flight from Nevada to his ranch in Tracy. Search and rescue units searched for several days before finding the wreckage of his plane in a rugged Sierra Canyon. My heart goes out to the Brown family and my prayers are with them.
What a crazy spring we've been having lately! I can't remember the last time I wore a sweater this late into May. As much as I'm enjoying the cooler temperatures, I'm pretty sure that within a week's time our temperatures will go up again. What scares me when thinking about a sudden rise in temperature is how our bodies are going to react. Not having time to acclimate our bodies become less efficient dissipating heat. ...
Dear Juniors, The seniors are pretty much gone, so it's too late for them. They are en route somewhere. Many have gorged themselves on scholarships and are off and running. Some will take awhile to get going while others stumble out of the gate, but find their way eventually. The rest are still wandering around looking for the starting line, and will be for the next 50-some years. So you, 17-year olds, in your last ...
Like most young adults, in my early 20s, I was pretty sure I was immortal and that I could hike anywhere with no problem. I would backpack into remote streams in search of the rare Golden Trout or the even more rare Paiute Trout.
The world didn't come to an end Saturday. But the Sac-Joaquin Section championship dreams of two Sierra High opponents did. And while it wasn't exactly The Rapture, the young ladies on the Sierra High soccer and softball teams basked in the glory of bringing home two coveted blue banners within hours of each other in Stockton. Players for both teams woke up Saturday morning obviously knowing they had to play like there was no tomorrow ...
When I scribed about my excitement of anticipating covering the "final" meeting between East Union and Manteca High's baseball teams back on April 29 I knew they'd meet up again.
It's that time of year again when I get plenty of calls or emails from friends and family who want to go fishing.
Although the 100th running of the Indianapolis 500 is still more than a week away, this weekend's qualifying for "Greatest Spectacle in Racing" is causing quite a buzz.
My buddy Stephen posts things like, "The kings aren't going to catch themselves."
Oftentimes you hear old timers lamenting about how "the fishing ain't as good as it used to be," or the hunting, the gold panning, etc. It sort of reminds me of Will Rogers's observation that "everybody complains about the weather, but nobody ever does anything about it." Conservation of our outdoor resources, however, is a different story. You actually can make a difference. There are a host of organizations that do all sorts of projects ...
I'm guessing there are very few of us who haven't been affected by some type of cutback over the last few years.
I guess it's appropriate that last week's self-deprecating column, one in which I strung together some of my more human moments, was missing the first 200 words, and ended up making no sense.
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 ...
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.
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