Fishing
First Trip, Soaked Boots, and the Fish That Didn’t Care
The first time I went fishing by myself, I fell in. Completely in. Waders full of cold river water, rod floating downstream, dignity somewhere…
Read the storyThe first time I went fishing by myself, I fell in. Completely in. Waders full of cold river water, rod floating downstream, dignity somewhere…
Read the storyI was hunting black bear in northern Minnesota a few years back. Second evening, I’m…
I shot a one-hole group at the range last Tuesday. Drove home happy. Thursday morning…
I’ll be honest with you — I used to be the guy who bought $99 scopes off Amazon and called…