Open Season

"It's going to be fun, you should come up," said Matt Vanderpan, Chairman of Delta Waterfowl's Kelly Slough Chapter in Grand Forks and an unabashed outdoors nut. I pondered the...

Apparently they're delicious. Boiling them in a big pot with some choice seasonings and spices can be darn near heavenly. Or so I've been told. I wasn't really thinking with...

After we'd caught a dozen bass or so, the morning undoubtedly was a success. By the 24th, the day was a bit beyond successful. But when the 50th bass was...

It's hot out. I loathe hotness. The thermometer reads 89 degrees Fahrenheit, and the mercury is rising. Beads of sweat condense and drip off the dark brown glass of a...

"I don't even remember what a bite feels like," I grumbled, as we trolled along one of Ottertail Lake's numerous drop-offs. "This is ridiculous." "Oh, shut up," my wife, Erin,...

Last weekend, a local group of trainers and hunters got together to test their dogs in Leonard, N.D. The Red River Valley chapter of the North American Versatile Hunting Dog...

Bobbing across the white-capped waves, I was amazed at its lifelike realism. Had I known better, I'd of sworn a dead mallard drake was floating belly-up across the flooded field...

Inspiration for the "recipes" came to me during a long run with my trusty one-year-old dog, Remy. At the time, we were scooting south on Elm Street next to a...

Face down in a muddy, soggy corn field, I contemplate our sanity for a lengthy amount of time. More than 100 yards ahead of us are tens of thousands of...

I can still recall my first "real" camping adventure (you know, beyond merely pitching a tent in the backyard). I was 8 or 9 years old. My father, Bret, had...

For the first time in memory, I'm ready to hang up my ice fishing gear and transition to the soft water while there still remains plenty of ice on the...

It was utterly silent, cold and black. But we loved it. My dog, Remy, and I were making our usual trek through Fargo's Trefoil Park. We intersect the quaint oasis,...

I really should be ice fishing. Seriously, there is no excuse for my complete lack of motivation this winter. Time to man up, grab the portable shack and head out...

Snot rockets, slough sharks, slimers. Whatever you call them, the reaction while fishing is the same: "Dangit, another northern." Granted, not all fishermen cringe at the sight of Esox lucius,...

A mile down the snow-covered gravel road, I contemplated my sanity. In the gray glow of a cloud-covered dawn, it was tough to tell where road ended and ditch began...