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Outdoors

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Spring scouting for deer and turkey

    There is no better time of the year than spring for scouting your deer and turkey hunting areas. With the leaves off of the trees, you can see farther through the woods, making it easier to spot rubs, scrapes and trails.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Catching carp challenging and fun

    Mention “carp” fish, and most folks will either turn up their noses, make some negative remark, or simply have a blank stare.

    Common carp have been around for years. They are native to Europe and Asia, but now have been introduced and spread throughout most of the world, except the Middle East and the Arctics. They have created problems in some streams and lakes, but for the most part have been controlled.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Checking treestands important preparation for the hunt

    Last Sunday morning was the first chance I have had this year to get out and help Eric work on the treestands.

    Eric and I had my truck loaded by 6 a.m. and were at Bonnieville just after daylight. I dropped Eric off — he was going to check five stands while I was going to check four.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: March may start as a lamb, end up like a lion

    When early March rolls around, many people think spring. Admittedly, I’m in the group that gets a bit overanxious for warmer days. I’m thinking warm breezes, morel mushrooms and crappie.

    Sometimes the reality is snow and ice, or other nasty weather as the year’s third month begins. It is not unusual to find the ground covered with some of the heaviest snows of the winter in March. The good news is the white stuff usually doesn’t stick around very long.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: A miserable, wet trip

    After climbing San Luis Peak, Bonnie and I spent a night in Del Norte, Colo. Then, on the morning of July 6, 1989, we drove to Durango, where we met up with Jack and Ellen Hume, friends from Lexington with whom we have climbed ever since.

    Plans had already been made for the four of us to hike into Chicago Basin, and from a base camp at about 11,500 feet, attempt to climb one or more of the three Fourteeners you can approach from this basin.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Winter is prime time for hiking

    Winter doesn’t have to be a time for the “blahs” and a can’t wait for spring attitude. The groundhog has done his thing, but no matter what, we still have some winter weather left.

    It probably isn’t the favorite season of most, but winter isn’t a bad thing. It’s a great time for hiking, walking in the woods, trying your luck at walleye or sauger fishing, or just getting outdoors.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: Climbing San Luis Peak, Colorado 1998

    With the archery deer season over, I start to think about our trips to the mountains of Colorado, and I would like to share a few more of our climbs with you.

    In early July 1998, Bonnie and I flew back to Colorado to continue climbing the 14,000-foot mountains there. We had flown into Colorado Springs on July 3, rented a car and headed to Lake City in the central part of the state. We enjoyed a leisure day in a neat little western town, had time to get our gear sorted, went to the grocery, had a good meal, then spent the night at the Lake City Motel.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: Yo-yo weather is good for syrup-making

    The numbers aren’t large, but there still are people who make maple syrup. It’s tasty, a sign of spring, and a lot of work.

    Maple syrup time is when the wonderful aroma of cooking syrup wafts its way down the valleys from sugar camp hills.

    Making maple syrup is almost a lost art. Most people who make the sweet, tasty syrup in this part of the country do it for the enjoyment and make enough to earn a few bucks and provide a supply for family and friends.

  • STRAIGHT ARROW: The hawk and the bowhunter

    On Feb. 4, I made a delivery trip to the town of Oil Springs in Eastern Kentucky, and early on that trip, I saw a large hawk sitting in a tree.

    This trip takes me about seven hours round-trip, with nothing to do but drive, listen to the radio and think.

    Well, seeing that hawk sitting on a limb watching the grassy median along the Bluegrass Parkway and the underbrush and woods on the other side of the fence got me to thinking that our hunting methods are a lot alike.

  • OUTDOOR TALES: It doesn't get much better than fried crappie

    There is nothing finer on a cold winter day than reaching into the freezer and pulling out a bag of crappie filets to fry for dinner. 

    Well, there is one thing better, if, despite the cold and some ice, you have been lucky enough to catch fresh crappie through the ice or from a lake with open water.

    There are many tasty fish, but crappie is at or near the top of my list, and it seems they taste even better when prepared on a day unfit for catching fresh ones. Those caught earlier and carefully frozen will do just fine.