Think of this blog as a comfy room in an old hunting shack. A bunch of pot-bellied guys are sitting around a big pot-bellied stove shooting the breeze about our outdoor exploits, some of which may have actually happened. Several dogs of indeterminate lineage are lying around under our feet, and we’re probably having a drink or two.
How was your duck season? Where’d you shoot that big buck? (besides in the shoulder). Got any hero pictures of the monster trout you caught recently? How’s that new dog working out? Got any good turkey or pheasant stories? Any fly patterns you’d like to share? Read any good books about the outdoors lately? Planning any trips to the San Juan? The White? Canada?
That’s what this blog is all about. What this blog is NOT about is POLITICS unless it pertains directly to outdoor sports. I’m sure you’re not interested in my political opinions and I’m not interested in yours.
Tie your trail cam to a tree in the woods, leave it for a week or so, then take out the chip, stick it in your computer and marvel at the exciting photos. White tail deer, raccoons, possums, all sorts of nocturnal critters roaming the area.
Stick your trail cam on a tripod and set it up in your urban back yard and…well…it’s less exciting. However, in the darkest hours of night my trail cam has recently captured images of two neighborhood cats doing their thing: hunting for rats and mice.
A big round of applause for these, my fellow predators, for their service to the neighborhood.
This is a tough time for our country, actually for the international community. But this morning it was kind of hard for me to concentrate on how serious the situation is when Capt. Andrew Mizell of Southern Marsh Charters and I were taking off for a few hours of fly fishing for redfish. Isn’t that what fishing is all about?
The main reason several guys go together and spend a lot of time and money to buy, develop and manage a piece of duck hunting property is so they’ll have their own duck hunting place. It’s a yearlong job but a labor of love.
Many things can thwart a promising duck season: weather patterns, migration irregularities, competition from nearby waterfowl habitat. But whether or not the Duck Gods favor you in the fall, the habitat you develop will be valuable to the birds on their long, dangerous journey north in the spring.
This video was shot in Bates County, MO after an early spring thaw. Most of these birds are probably mallards with a sprinkling of pintail, gadwall, widgeon and teal. They are enjoying this little 185 acre parcel of wetland habitat as a resting and feeding stop-over on the way north to their breeding grounds in the prairie pothole regions of the northern United States and Canada.
This little 185 acre parcel of marsh and woodland not only benefits ducks. Canada geese nest here every year. Snipe, herons and other shore birds frequent it year-round. White tail deer, raccoons, possums, turkeys, bobcats and countless songbirds make frequent use of it.
Want to help conserve wetland habitat? Even if you don’t hunt, buy a federal duck stamp.They’re available for $25 every fall from your local post office. And support Ducks Unlimited http://www.ducks.org .
Our grandson Silas accompanied his dad and others to the farm of a fellow church member. This guy is obviously quite the outdoorsman. He has a safe place to shoot firearms, hunts deer and turkeys and has a pond where … Continue reading →
Urban trail cam photos aren’t nearly as interesting as rural ones. No deer mugging for the camera, no turkeys, no raccoons. We just have to go with what we’ve got. In this case it’s a neighbor’s cat. I’m still hoping for a possum or a marauding cougar (the 4-legged kind)…but I’m not holding my breath.
My friend Scott calls the deer in the first nighttime photo the Crabclaw buck. He only poses for the trail cam at night. Scott has been watching this buck for three years as it grows. As you can see by … Continue reading →
My baptism into the awesome sport of duck hunting took place when I was twenty-nine years old and should’ve known better. My “John The Baptist” was long-time buddy Ned who had duck hunted since high school. Before dawn we waded … Continue reading →
The Lone Oak Duck Club is an L-shaped tract of land in Bates County, Missouri. As the duck flies it’s roughly three miles northwest of the Four Rivers Waterfowl Management area. It was founded in 1979. I know because I … Continue reading →
Trailcam photos of Kansas white tail bucks just keep coming. These beautiful shots came from my friend Jon Blumb whose camera hung on a tree somewhere in northeast Kansas. It’s funny how sometimes deer almost seem to be mugging for … Continue reading →
Moving from Kansas to Florida is not a cultural shock, it’s an ecological shock. Kansans are not used to seeing flocks of curlews feeding in our front yard, reports on the evening news of alligators or black bears wandering around … Continue reading →