Several weeks ago I wrote about an experience I had while fighting fires for the U.S Forest Service. Now, I’ll follow that up with another experience that followed a year later. One day during a noon break, I was looking over an old Lake County map at Forest Service headquarters when I discovered a small lake up in the northwest corner of the county. It was a very small lake, and it appeared that there were no roads leading to its location.
I worked for the U.S. Forest Service for two summers while still in high school. I, along with several other young men who were actually only boys at the time, was hired by the Baldwin, Michigan ranger station. Our primary duty was to fight forest fires within the Manistee National Forest, and we were on duty that Fourth of July. The daily temperature was in the 90’s and forest fires were rampant throughout the dry woods.
According to the Department of Natural Resources (DNR) and other reports, bears are really active in and around our area now. Just the other day a mother black bear was killed by a vehicle near here, and she orphaned three cubs. Now, one cub is quite normal, two happens often, but three is a tad different.
The bass season is beginning to jump all over my thoughts as good fishing awaits. And although I don’t get in as much lake fishing as I’d like, I still get on the water when I can. But most of all I can still recall some of the great times I’ve had in past years. One thing stamped in my memory is time spent fishing with my old buddy Sam. Oh, we still get together to fish on occasion, but I guess its the old times that jog my memory.
I was fishing one of my favorites spots this past week when a sheriff’s patrol car pulled up nearby and an officer stepped up to ask if I had a license. They can do that, you know. It doesn’t always have to be a conservation officer that asks a fisherman for his license.
Yes, I was going to write about my useless turkey hunt today, but my family changed all that by reminding me that they’re anxious to go camping. So here I am, thinking about when and where to camp, and even what to take and so on.
It really wasn’t a bad opening weekend for Michigan’s trout season. The weather was quite cooperative and a few of the fish were in a feeding mood as well. As usual, many fishers gathered at the places where I chose to open the season each year, even a few newcomers came as well. Those spots included the North Branch , the Little South Branch and the main branch of the Pere Marquette River.
Is it just me, or does it always rain, snow and be very cold and miserable on the opening days of Michigan’s trout season? Well and regardless, here we go again!
Yes, most certainly a knife plays an important role when you’re fishing, but most often it helps to clean or scale a fish later on, not when you’re actually fishing. Well now, here’s a case where a knife played a very important role while actually on the water.
The Flat River Chapter of the National Wild Turkey Federation will stage its 20th Anniversary Hunting Heritage Banquet on March 7. Doors will open at 5 p.m. at the St. Joseph Parish gym, at 409 South Bridge St., in Belding.