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Outdoors

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Mountain climbing memories

    July of 1997 found Bonnie and I back in our favorite state of Colorado, to climb into the thin air of the 14,000-foot mountains there.

    July 4th found us camped near the ghost town of Vicksburg. We had camped here in 1996 when we climbed Missouri, but because of deep snow and lots of it, we had not attempted Mt. Belford or Mt. Oxford, which are about 1 1/2 miles across the valley from Missouri. We would attempt them the next day.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Spring offers much for outdoorsperson

    Spring v. Fall. It’s a tossup. Which one is the best season?

    Spring brings with it a sense of new, a feeling of freshness. Spring flowers are spectacular. Hardy flowers like crocus and daffodils are like me. They can hardly wait till spring. They will poke their buds and blooms through late snows just to give us hope that a new season is arriving.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Turkey hunting Sunday 4/26

    With rain falling on Saturday morning I skipped the turkey hunting and got a few things done that needed doing and was ready to get out Sunday morning.

    I was up at 5:30 a.m., got to the farm and rather than drive back through the water-soaked muddy fields, I decided to walk about three-quarters of a mile to a high point to listen from.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Some tough morning turkey hunts

    After taking my 9-year-old granddaughter turkey hunting with her bow on opening day, then harvesting my first gobbler of the season the next morning, I decided to keep an eye on the weather.

    That would give me a chance to pick what I felt would be the best mornings to take off work just enough to see if any birds would gobble on the roost, and if I could get set up to call the bird in. If nothing happened quickly, I would head in to work ASAP.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Seeking suckers, the finny type

    So what is a sucker? It’s this old writer buying a new gee-whiz lure, for sure. And, it is also a fish.

    There are many different kinds of sucker fish, and few people know much about them these days, let alone fish for them.

    However, they can be fun to catch, and good to eat, if properly prepared.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Will bad winter impact bluegill?

    Is this winter’s cold, and this spring’s cool and wet weather having an impact on bluegill fishing? The question was prompted by a note from a Bardstown reader.

    The reader in particular questioned the rain and cold effect on bluegill in small ponds and lakes.

    This old scribe is certainly not a biologist. My one class of high school biology didn’t even make me an expert at dissecting a frog. However based of years of talking with fisherman, plus a number of biologists, I have some assumptions on the subject.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Bagging the bird

    After taking my 9-year-old granddaughter on her first turkey hunt on opening morning, I hunted by myself on Sunday.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Hannah’s first turkey hunt

    A couple of weeks ago, my son Eric took Hannah along on a scouting trip for turkeys, and even though they didn’t see or hear any birds, Hannah expressed a desire to go turkey hunting this spring.

    Unfortunately, she made this decision too late for us to take her on the youth hunt weekend.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Spring and fall tips for catching crappie

    Crappie fishing is fun year-round. Anytime you get the opportunity, crappie can provide fishing action and good eating at the table.

    These fish, also known by many other names such as spects, calico bass, speckled perch, and numerous other local and regional names, can be caught almost anytime.

    They even can be taken through the ice during winter months. However, spring and fall usually are the best times to catch these tasty fish.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Morels provide early spring treat

    Brother-in-law Paul Cooper stopped by and announced he brought a surprise. It was a good one. Morel mushrooms.

    Paul, who is a great “shroomer,” hadn’t found any, but managed to buy a pound of wild yellow morels that had been shipped for sale at a market near Bainbridge, Ind.

    Upon his arrival, the valuable fungi cargo was placed in the refrigerator. My obligation was to obtain steak for the next night, and Paul would do the cooking.

    “What else do you need for the cooking?” I asked.