by Bob Speirs
December 9, 2011
The greatest delight of hunting season is often found not in the harvest of a known quarry, but rather in the sudden and unexpected surprises served up when seasoned hunters have convinced themselves that they have seen it all. I saw the biggest buck of the year on the last day of the season. He [...]
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by Bob Speirs
October 19, 2011
I brought my horses home from the summer pasture this morning. It is only seven crooked miles from gate to gate. I’d talked Maggie, my daughter, into riding with me when we took them out, but I didn’t have any takers for the ride back. “Dad, it is sooooo boring. There’re no cows to move [...]
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