The Promise of a November Walk.
The gray shadows of predawn shrouded the surrounding wood and field with a blanket of dark. Differing shades of black, yet...
First Time Blindside.
The season was in mid-stride. To say the migration was on was like saying a leaky faucet was running. Birds were moving down the...
The Dane Falls for a Redhead.
September had given way to October, in the calendar sense at least. Steady, warm, weather... an extended Indian Summer if ever there was....
Which Came First, the Chicken or the Goose?
The gentle ringing of wind chimes had me up before the 4:30 alarm. A cool breeze was blowing down from the Northwest. Summer was...
An Early August Float Along the Brule!
Rain Clouds loomed in the distance. The shrubs and flower baskets hung limp. The humidity of late has made even the mosquitoes sluggish....
The Bear Essentials
"Daddy, I want Lois!" B-man declared. "Don't forget your hat and mittens." "Lois doesn't wear mittens. She wear leashes." The Haffer and...
Struttin' His Stuff
The changing of the seasons is one of the reasons I dearly love living in Western Wisconsin. There's a lure, a pull, a quickening of the...
Fly Fishing? What a Rush!
"You just have to give it a go," said the good Doctor. "I don't understand why it's necessary to go through all that trouble, gear, fly...
Calvin's First Retrieve - Background Story
Excitement carried on the warm September breezes. I shouldered the decoy bag, grabbed the old green Plano ammo box, and reached for the...
Calvin's Baptism to Ducks - Background Story
Bringing home a new baby is an indescribable experience. You know and learn love. You also get an entirely new appreciation for worry. ...
