Over the past couple months, stores have cyclically run out of the basic necessities. Shelves have been emptied of canned goods, pasta, bread, and, infamously, toilet paper. A few other commodities have experienced a run as well, notably firearms and ammunition. Many of those firearms are being sold to first-time gun buyers, which I thinkContinueContinue reading “The Coronapocalypse Gun: Use Two Hands”
Category Archives: Duck Hunting
The Thirty One L: One More Morning
One final morning of Duck Hunting in Minnesota. My trip home was drawing to a close, and while I had a flight out of Minneapolis later that Sunday evening, we still had time to hit the duck slough one more time. So once more my Dad and I got up before the sun rose toContinueContinue reading “The Thirty One L: One More Morning”
The Thirty One L: When Scouting is For Naught
Enjoy this continuation, in which we actually hunt ducks (and coincidentally my 50th posting here). The morning that duck season opened, the whole family loaded up and departed for Pocket Lake before any sane person had risen. We bee-lined for Pocket Lake WPA, only to arrive and find it already chock full of eager hunters, almostContinueContinue reading “The Thirty One L: When Scouting is For Naught”
The Thirty One L: Scouting With an Old Gun
Five years ago today, my dad’s father, my Grandfather Duane passed after a lengthy illness. His passing affected our family deeply, the tremors of which are still being felt. With his passing, a handful of his favorite hunting implements were transferred to our family and we still use them to this day. I know he wouldContinueContinue reading “The Thirty One L: Scouting With an Old Gun”