Today is Tuesday, September 2, 2014
The war starts at Noon Monday
The war starts at Noon Monday

It will sound like a small war. Enough gun powder will be burnt to supply a small army. In fact, there will be a small army out and about when dove season 2014 opens at noon September 1.

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A pond for all seasons
A pond for all seasons

In an hour or so, it would be sweltering. Fog lay in patches, low on the water hotter than a bath. The pond, three acres in size, was slick as a mirror. Not a breath of air stirred and the buzzbait made the only wake on the surface as it returned to the Pond Tracker boat.

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Dave, David, Earl, Judge, General

You can call Judge David Earl Durham by a variety of names.
    
For well over 30-years, I have called him friend. I honestly cannot remember how or exactly when we met.

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Let's go North, way up North
Let's go North, way up North

It had worked out perfectly and I was grinning like a wave on a milk bucket.
    
I have known Riley, his wife Eva, son James and daughter Nicky for a long time. When I stepped out of the Otter float plane, on a lake near the Quebec-Labrador border, I knew I was going to have a good time. It was almost like coming home though I was a few thousand miles north of Cedar City.

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Elvin’s reality show

Elvin was confused. No, Elvin was scared. No, to be totally honest, Elvin was terrified.
    
The bear, later estimated to be between 9.5 and 10-feet tall and weighing about 1,000-pounds was neither of the three. He was hungry.

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No need to hurry

If the old man knew he was being watched, he gave no sign. There was nothing special about him, nothing that would catch your eye. In fact, he was rather nondescript. His white hair was a little long, in need of a combing and his bib overalls were standard issue, Big Smiths or Oshkosh. Something about him caught my attention.

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Doldrums, dog days and just plain hot

Hunnert and fo degrees in the front of the boat. I set the hook . . . hard.
    
You can catch fish in the heat of the day. I have done it. It is not easy and it is not as much fun as you might think. On the day the thermometer read 104-degrees, I came close to a heat stroke. But we did catch a few fish and they were good ones.

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A rattlesnake food plot

Sometime in the next week or so, I have to go to Sumner County to consult with some folks on food plots for deer. They are moving here from South Texas and bought an 80-acre place with good deer and turkey populations. They want to plant some food plots to both maintain and feed the wildlife. Of course, they will hunt them as well.

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The deadliest days

“All they are going to find is a body.”
    
My longtime fishing partner, the late Harold Dotson, summed it up pretty accurately that beautiful summer day many years ago. A police boat, followed by a boat from TWRA had gone by us on J. Percy Priest at a high rate of speed. They were not chasing anyone so we knew it was a different situation.

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A moving sky
A moving sky

A moving sky is one that makes you want to keep on going. It doesn’t matter where you are going or if you even have a specific destination. You can be walking, riding or floating. Whatever your means of travel, you want to keep on going and see what is over the next ridge or around the next bend. The sky will make you feel that way.

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Great way to start the day Read more...
Amazin' lures with funny names Read more...
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The history behind it Read more...
It may be the prime month Read more...
Maybe next year, some wilderness Read more...
The long love affair Read more...
Around each bend, an adventure  Read more...
A windy, wonderful morning Read more...
From the front of the boat Read more...
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