Anyone can hunt when it’s nice out

By Jeff Lund | For the Capital City Weekly   On an ordinary run-of-the-mill swallow, I felt it. You know: the dread of something bad, the introduction to a cold, the warning shot from a virus or bacteria staking its claim. I swallowed again and it was gone but I had been warned. I’m not one…

Wasting no time in the New Year

If my resolution was to try new things this year, I’m off to an unsustainable pace. I spent New Year’s Eve in a camp on a wolf trap checking expedition with two locals. I wanted to better understand the process of trapping wolves and get an idea for how many were around. Thanks to their…

In the rut

This time of year life is lived on old logging roads looking for rubs made by bucks during the rut. Not that I am excited for it to end, but it will eventually slide nicely into steelhead season. Life is good.