The winter doldrums are finally coming to an end for four-wheeled racing fans as the green flag is about to unfurl to start the 2011 local racing season.
My favorite t-shirt, designed by Ketchikan pun-master Ray Troll, is buried under a quarter-zip fleece and no-nonsense Marmot jacket, and my feet have been wet with sweat since Sacramento.
Just grabbing a bat and going up to the dish to take your hacks is a thing of the past.
I read the other day where the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service has officially declared the Eastern Mountain Lion as extinct. Because they have been officially de-listed, Mountain Lions in the entire eastern seaboard are now regulated by the individual states.
As the weather has been improving, I'm sure a lot of anglers looking forward to going fishing.
Over the years, I have always been interested in going to Canada on a black bear hunt, so in February when the outdoor show came to Great Falls, Mont., I decided it was time to find out if I was going to stay on the bank and cut bait or grab a rod and join the big dogs.
One of the best items an outdoor enthusiast can carry is one or more of the guidebooks on flowers, trees, rocks birds, or mammals that inhabit your area. I often carry one of the handy field guides in my fishing vest, or backpack. Perhaps the most dog-eared of my field guides in the one on California wildflowers.
Kevin Van Dam won his fourth career Bassmaster Classic, which was held on the Louisiana Delta.
Most of the time, you don't really wonder how you got to a certain place in time. If you do contemplate "What just happened?" it's usually confined to a small increment of life.
Congratulations to Kevin VanDam for winning his fourth Bassmaster Classic this past weekend held on the Louisiana Delta.
Like seagulls descending on the carcass of a spawned out king salmon washed ashore, I joined my fellow scavengers at Borders bookstore in Modesto for my chance to peck deals.
Some folks think that there is no such thing as Cabin Fever. They are dead wrong. If Alferd Packer was still around, they could ask him about it. Good old Alferd (that's really how he spelled his name) was the noted cannibal who ate several of his companions after being trapped with them while snowbound in Colorado in 1874. Along about this time of year I start getting fidgety and look longingly out the window every few minutes. Although I'm an incorrigible outdoors enthusiast, even I don't really enjoy standing in the pouring rain unless its hunting ...
Everyone has their favorite colored baits.
When Melvin Allen welcomed some of the Weston Ranch basketball team's reserve players onto the court for the final 1:09 of their 87-67 win over East Union Wednesday, Allen was still in coaching mode.
An hour into my fishing contemplation I heard my phone buzz with a message.
He had to be the hero.
The Manteca Futbol Club is hosting tryouts this weekend for its youngest teams.
LANSING, Mich. – Ken Huckaby has received a promotion.
EUGENE, Ore. – In his five months as a student-athlete at Oregon, Jake McCreath has gotten used to the chaos and the frenzy that follows the football team.
Last Thursday, while celebrating Thanksgiving, I mentioned to a family member that I was excited about my upcoming fishing trip.
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