By quarter-to-six the decoys looked perfect in the field out front of the blind, a coyote had drifted across the field like a sneaky...

We dig Spring. As a matter of fact this year we did a whole bunch of celebrating and out-of-door reveling the day before Spring arrived...

I’m tired of small spaces. I’m not talking about my space at work…although I am definitely tired of that too. I’m talking about our woods...

It’s back. Hot damn it’s back. Two steps out the door at lunch and it hit me like a ton of bricks. We’ve turned the corner. The nose...

Cold is no excuse. There’s not an hour in the woods or on the water worth rolling over after the alarm and slinking up behind 4 a.m.’s...

The family tree on my dad’s side is planted in Canada. Winnipeg specifically. But we’re only able to follow our blood back so far before...

There’s a measure of insanity, I suppose, in the psychology of the late season goose hunter. The first couple days of ridiculous wind and...

After two months of watching thousands, nay, tens-of-thousands fly care-free over the Upstate countryside–the season for freezing in...

My last-minute run to the woods to fill my tag with a big buck was not thought out particularly well. I dressed warm, threw my pack,...

We settle in the furrows. Busted cornstalk & camo. Coffee, pipe and tobacco for me, graham crackers, juice and a goose call for Cam. My...

The leaves aren’t the only things that turn in this neck of the woods once Fall arrives. In our barn, upstairs in the hunt/fish lodge,...

I was born with a sense for the changing seasons, as was my dad. This is not too terribly profound a birthright, since Winter, Spring and...

It’s been said that parents need to let their children make mistakes. Protecting them 100% of the time, while most likely keeping them...

Ahhh, mid-summer. The prelude to fall…my favorite time of year. Cicadas have begun to echo their rattling song in the lush heavy-ness of...

I was in 8th grade. Live Aid and We are the World. Reagan was sworn in for a second term. The first WrestleMania went top-rope at the...

Another from the thesis. I spend a total of two months in the Delta doing research for a book about the Delta Blues. One day I had a...

One of the best things about being a creative at an advertising agency is that I’m fortunate enough to call some amazingly talented...

I turned right out of the driveway onto Main Street, as I do every weekday morning–the kids clamoring from the back seat for for me to...

I should start out by saying that my dad and I have not had good luck when it comes to hunting geese together. We’ve largely been...

4:45 a.m. last Saturday. I rolled out of bed to turn off the alarm and got dressed in the dark. Long underwear, jeans, sweatshirt, heavy...