Deep Freeze Goose Hunt

Deep Freeze Goose Hunt

Dec 29, 2017

  The lead colored skies were dark and somber. Around two inches of new snow had fallen during the night and the weatherman was promising more on the way. Flurries, in the form of huge dry flakes, were continuing to fall. Wind chills were pushing minus twenty degrees. Up at International Falls, the actual temperature had plummeted to a brutal negative 37,...

Red Fox – Friend or Foe?

Red Fox – Friend or Foe?

Dec 16, 2017

  I trapped a prime red fox the other day. I don’t do much trapping anymore, and the fox came as a bit of a surprise. Although the set was located where I’ve seen fox or fox tracks in the past, I figured that I was most likely to catch a raccoon. In reality, catching the fox was probably as much accident as anything. One thing is certain, though....

Nighttime Owl Walks Represent Excellent Form of Winter Recreation

Searching the forest for unsuspecting prey, owls prowl the darkness on silent wings. Although rarely seen in daylight, owls are a lot more common than most folks realize. No matter where you live in Iowa, there are probably owls nearby. They inhabit our state forests and river corridors, live in our farmstead windbreaks, reside in urban backyards. Since owls...

Long Live The King

Long Live The King

Nov 28, 2017

     Regal Canvasback Remains at Pinnacle of Fine Dining   The end was in sight. With only a handful of days remaining, the 2017 Iowa duck season was winding down. To make matters even worse, the southbound migration through northern Iowa had long since passed. Stale, refuge-oriented mallards and a few stragglers of other species was all that was left....

Rite of Passage

Rite of Passage

Nov 17, 2017

  It’s true that most people – myself included — tend to forget things over time. But something that no one ever forgets is the day they bag their very first pheasant. For me, the milestone event occurred at the tail end of the 1959 Iowa hunting season. Anticipation had been building for days. After learning that I could tag along with my Dad and...

Stone Dead Deer Hunt

By four in the morning, the wind had completed its shift to the southeast. With fair skies and mild temperatures, it seemed like a perfect day to take up the bow and try for a buck. Although I had two tree stands that would have been fine for that breeze, I decided to hunt from a pop up ground blind instead. For me, the hunt is always twice as exciting when...