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.
So I went fishing yesterday. Shocking, I know. It was because of the early nature of the trip that I chose to ignore the hoopla surrounding a time zone-delayed ball-dropping in favor of a few more hours of sleep. When the alarm went off at five, I had no trouble breaking free of the covers, but that doesn't mean I was fully awake. I went through my normal routine of trying to figure out what ...
So I went fishing yesterday. Shocking, I know. It was because of the early nature of the trip that I chose to ignore the hoopla surrounding a time zone-delayed ball-dropping in favor of a few more hours of sleep. When the alarm went off at five, I had no trouble breaking free of the covers, but that doesn't mean I was fully awake. I went through my normal routine ...
A short while ago, I wrote a column about which rifle cartridge I considered as the best all-around caliber. Some of you agreed with me and some did not. It was a fun exercise in part because it gets people thinking about why they prefer one gun over another.
Another Christmas has passed, and this year I got my annual fishing license as a gift from my parents.
Facebook tried to tell me what my 20 biggest moments were in the past year, but it was close only when I considered the list was drafted by a program made by people who don't know me. Technology thinks my year can be reduced to pictures and subsequent "like" clicks from "friends". Impossible.
The Colts were a nice little story six weeks ago. That's when a team that started 1-2 and had "rebuilding" written all over it responded to the loss of rookie coach Chuck Pagano with one of those how-did-they-do-it winning streaks - and that was supposed to be that. Considering the Colts finished 2-14 a year ago, then said goodbye to Peyton Manning and turned the rest of the roster upside-down, the season was already a ...
I can't say I've ever been fishing on Christmas Day, although I went out on Christmas Eve once.
He had probably washed the dishes, made the bed and been exceedingly polite. Not solely because of the question/statement he'd later ask, but maybe.
Like a lot of subjects, my views regarding being handicapped and participating in outdoor activities have evolved over the years. Probably the single biggest factor in my awakening to the opportunities in the outdoors for those with handicaps was when I met Arvel Gipson. Old Arv had fallen off a high transmission line and broken his back, which left him using crutches for the rest of his life. The odd thing was, Arvel refused ...
I've learned over the years that a person could drive themselves crazy worrying about every little detail when it came to fishing.
I don't remember my first-ever fishing trip, but I do recall the early days of fly-fishing in which hitting the water while standing in it was difficult for me.
I'd like to share with you a gift idea for someone that you hold very dear. It's best suited for kids, but it also it suitable for spouses, best friends, or anyone you really care for. I began to fish when I was quite young. In fact I was so young that I don't remember when I caught my first fish, nor when I got my first fishing rod. But I do remember Big Mack.
Today, I picked up my new Remington shotgun.
On Christmas of my 12th year, I received a brand-new, shiny Winchester .22 rifle from my parents.
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.
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