Hanging in the EastLucky for us, while the pike fishing was lacklustre the smallmouth bass were lit, we were drowning flies in over twenty feet of water....
A Little GrizzlyWatching it run away I was struck by the strength and power it exuded, like watching all four tires of a four wheel drive spin up mud....
Spring Has SprungLately there has been a lot of rain, precipitation that we dearly needed, it came down hard enough I didn’t feel like being out fishing....
One Day on the IceDuring the night over a foot of snow fell, though we weren’t walking far it was still apparent snowshoes were going to be more efficient....
Rainy Day BlacktailFor four days it rained, every day there were fresh tracks to greet me and new rubs....
The Hunting CampThe first camp origins involved my Grandfather and his three boys. I believe it was 1982 and it was a rectangular box....