Many folks don’t even like to eat fish and one of those folks happened to be my wife Ethel. And that isn’t just a particular species, but any fish. You see, she was raised on the Atlantic Coast, where fish were a staple in almost all families. So seafood was the order of the day.
Maybe one can’t really concentrate on hunting or fishing this time of year, since we’ve had some weather that has been less than agreeable. However, I have a problem with either sport about this time of year.
Yes, the new year is here and many hunts have closed. However, for those real hardy folks who don’t mind a little snow and cold wind, there can still be some action. I, of course, refer to chasing bunnies and squirrels.
In a past column, I discussed the lack of deer within my hunting area. Then, in a more recent column, I said that some hunters were informing me that they were seeing quite a few deer in an area not too far from my territory. Well, while I’m uncertain about their more recent remarks, I guess the Department of Natural Resources is agreeing with my earlier thoughts.
Around this time of year I almost always write short stories about St. Whitetail and other creatures in the woods and waters, and those stories are usually geared for youngsters. Why? Because it’s Christmas time and I believe that kids are what it’s all about, beyond the religious aspects, that is.
Thursday, as the cold, creeping northern winds blew flurries of snow across frozen ground, most people looked out their windows with a shudder in anticipation of another Michigan winter.
Most people, but not deer hunters.
Of course I have no idea how many deer hunters will be around your hunting grounds come November 15, but I’m pretty certain that we will have less hunters in our area. There are several reasons for this.
As many of us hunters who have tromped the woods for years now feel, it isn’t so much the success of finding and killing game but just being out there and enjoying the chase that is really the thing. Yes, I’m getting up there in years and it is the case with me.
I simply grit my teeth whenever I hear a professional athlete use the term “We’re taking it to the next level,” or when I hear one remark ten or fifteen times during a conversation “You know.” Don’t any of them learn the proper use of words within a conversation? All right, so that’s one of my pet peeves, and I’m sure everyone has one or even a few of them.
I’ve been attending Pheasants Forever’s annual banquets for more than 20 years, and this year’s was, as usual, a great success. The event was held last Saturday at the Holland Lake Golf Course facility, and once again was fun and profitable for the Montcalm County chapter. Fact is, the chapter has had an excellent record since its inception 28 years ago.