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”NATIONAL FRESHWATER FISHING
HALL OF FAME” IN 2017
Each time, when I pull into my driveway, I would glance over towards the dog kennel in my backyard, as there has always been one of my hunting dogs waiting for me. I cannot describe how I felt last week, coming home, looking towards the kennel and...
There’s nothing quite like that hour before dawn on the ice. Throughout my long ice fishing career, I harbor many cherished memories. It’s not the big fish or the number of fish I’ve caught on an outing that occupies the high points of my memory of many hundreds, or...
Anyone who has had the opportunity to hunt late season pheasants in South Dakota can relate to what this column is all about. Late season, after the weather turns cold means is when pheasant's bunch up, sometimes into "huge" flocks. It is also...
By this time of the year, most everyone’s hunting season is over or starting to wind down and not many guys are thinking about growing plots or feeding their deer. With some cold and nasty weather still possible for the next few weeks, it’s a great time to sit down...
Every angler is looking for the next hot bait. And when they find it, they buy it. And that is good. However, there are some baits that were hot yesteryear, are hot today and will be hot tomorrow. So why do we tend to forget them? I think part of the reason is that...
Reprinted from the Sioux City Journal WATERTOWN, S.D. — Late season pheasant hunts can be brutal. And this was one of them. Temperature was in the teens. Wind was howling out of the northwest at 20 to 30 miles an hour. I hunkered down in the snow, letting the big,...
For years, we've all heard anti-hunters yell and scream about animals having rights and that hunters don’t care about wildlife. I’m sure there are some of you reading this, may think what these anti-hunting groups are saying could be factual....
Reprinted from the Sioux City Journal It was well into what I call the “happy hour” of ice fishing. The sun was falling rapidly behind the hills to the west of the small farm pond upon which I had set up my Fish Trap shelter. My depth finder suddenly lit up with the...