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Monthly Archives: June 2012
Writer-in-Residence, Replications :: By Rick Bass
- By: IDP
- 12th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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When I was younger, and my dogs and I would find birds in the exact same spot year after year, I would sometimes feel a little guilty about it, as if we weren’t really quite hunting. It seemed we were using the knowledge of previous years rather than the more primal and direct responses of scent, sight, sound, intuition.
Such encounters seemed to be lacking the wild extravagance, flamboyance, and stunning originality of finding birds in new places, or places where you did not expect them, or places where you expected them but have never found them before. It’s as if the dogs and I knew a secret; as if the dogs and I held, in our experience, an unfamiliar advantage over the bird hiding in that one, same spot.
What I think now, however, is that there is something just as flamboyant and spectacular in the eerie parallels of sameness that proceed, now and again, finding a bird beneath the same cottonwood, or in the precise same strand of cattails. These replications call out to us to notice them more deeply, not less, in their enduring sameness: like the teacher who desires that the students learn by rote or brute force of memorization certain of the most important lessons.
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Gun Room, Combatting the Shooter’s Curse :: By Terry Wieland
- By: IDP
- 11th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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At one time or another, everyone who shoots a firearm flinches. It doesn’t matter if it’s a magnum rifle, a .22 target pistol, or a 20-gauge shotgun, shoot long enough and one day you will flinch. And, when you flinch, you will in all likelihood miss whatever it was you were shooting at.
Ah, you say: So if you hit your target, it wouldn’t matter if you flinched?
The answer is yes, and that gives us an insight into the nature of shooting itself. Because, after a lifetime of shooting, watching others shoot, and reading accounts of shooting, I have come to the conclusion that everyone flinches, to some degree, every time they pull the trigger.
The difference is, when you miss, it’s called a flinch. When you don’t miss, it’s something else.
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Just a Twenty-Pound Ruffed Grouse :: By George Calef
- By: IDP
- 10th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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Top of the Tree :: Photography by Stephen Savage
- By: IDP
- 9th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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Fair Chase :: By Nancy Anisfield
- By: IDP
- 8th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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Episode 32: Scott Linden, host of Wingshooting USA, sits atop a Tennessee Walker ambling across the prairie of the Fort Pierre National Grasslands in search of sharptails and prairie chickens. Nothing about the blue sky, steady breeze, and big running English setters would strike a Midwest hunter as out of the norm for a South Dakota hunt.
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The Break :: Pete Fromm
- By: IDP
- 7th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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The hit, which Cale never saw coming, never saw period, knocked him out of the game, out of the season, and probably, given the way his mom reacted, out of football forever. Once he was back on his feet, crutches anyway, they did the whole hero routine back at school, everybody signing his cast, Brianna Jensen writing something on the back, at the very top, practically brushing his butt as she wrote, that left even Jaydon as close to speechless as he ever got, only one whispered, “Bloody hell.”
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No Last Resort :: By Terry Wieland
- By: IDP
- 6th June 2012
- Wingshooting
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Help Support the Farm Bill and Good Fishing :: By Russ Schnitzer, Trout Unlimited
- By: IDP
- 5th June 2012
- Conservation
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Trout Unlimited needs your help – please visit our online action center now to support the Farm Bill. As one of the nation’s most cost-effective and successful conservation programs, the Farm Bill protects great fishing by putting more water into rivers and creating quality stream habitat through improved agricultural management practices.
And it is in jeopardy. Some lawmakers are using today’s budget climate to threaten conservation programs in the Farm Bill. You can help by contacting your members of Congress today and urging them to support the Senate Agriculture Committee proposal that includes reasonable reductions to conservation programs without undermining their effectiveness entirely.
WHY WE CARE
Simply put, the Farm Bill’s conservation programs improve agricultural land and water management and that means better fishing. With the support of Farm Bill programs, TU works tirelessly with ranchers and farmers to upgrade irrigation systems, adopt stream-friendly management practices, and enhance both habitat and agricultural operations. This means more water in rivers, better riparian habitat, and strong rural communities which are the backbone of the places we love to fish.
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Big trout keep you company at the High Lonesome Ranch :: By Robin Smith
- By: IDP
- 4th June 2012
- Fly Fishing
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DEBEQUE—Rainbow trout were snapping at damselfly nymphs at The High Lonesome Ranch in DeBeque over the weekend, attested by ABJ writer Robin Smith’s very first fly-fishing catch, a 25-inch beauty netted by guide Shannon Branham of Grand Junction at Forshay Pond. Read all about the new dude & guest ranch division of the 300-square-mile High Lonesome in next weekend’s Sunday Traveler.
Find the original article at http://www.aspenbusinessjournal.com/article/id/1539/sid/8#.T8zGLiFsFiU.ema