The Coltish Carver
One may conclude, based on my previous post, that I've amassed a respectful number of waterfowl decoys. You would be right, but alas that...
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...
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...
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. ...
Dreaming of Yesterdays, and Planning Future Adventures.
That no good, dirty-rotten, dream-stealing, confounded El Nino! To say the weather patterns of the fall of 2015, and the early winter of...
