Bullhead fishermen
by Leon Archer This is the time of year that fishing a place like Sandy Pond is a real crap shoot. The bullheads will still bite if you are in the right spot, but before you get one of them on your...
View ArticleNew gun laws
by Leon Archer I don’t know how the majority of America’s citizens feel, because obviously I couldn’t have talked with them, but I know what I have been hearing from gun owners with whom I am actually...
View ArticleTurkey season over
by Leon Archer Well, it happened folks. The turkey season is over and I did nothing to cut the population down. In fact, near the end of the season, I got so stupid busy that I failed to hunt on a...
View ArticleCovered bridges
by Leon Archer Washington County has never been at the top of my list in the past when I was thinking about outdoor activities, but that is not a reflection on what they have to offer. It’s only thaat...
View ArticleHysteria
by Leon Archer I have written very little in regard to NY SAFE, Andrew Cuomo’s gun control legislation. I say Andrew Cuomo’s, because the rank and file of New Yorkers had no say nor input into its...
View ArticleFishing halibut
by Leon Archer I have been wondering if the numerous heavy rains we have had this year will show up in a smaller crop of young turkeys. I’ve been watching for birds as I have traveled here and there...
View ArticleMajor floods
by Leon Archer Have you ever wondered what happens to all the wildlife in a stream or river when they are flooded over their banks by rains like those that have been creating havoc around Oneida and...
View ArticleFamily reunion
by Leon Archer I was at the loop two weeks ago on a calm day and as I sat at a picnic table I could count 17 boats well out on the lake, probably fishing for trout and salmon. I could imagine what was...
View ArticleHot times
by Leon Archer Man, is it me or have we had a lot more hot sticky weather than is usual in upstate New York this year? Sure, I can remember plenty of days in my 70-plus years when the temperatures...
View ArticleHoarding
by Leon Archer If you are under the age of 70, you have probably known people who were adults during the Great Depression, and if you are very much older than 70 you actually experienced at least the...
View ArticleThe Sportsman’s World: Seasons
By Leon Archer This is the time of year that I start to wonder where the summer has gone even though all of August lies before us. Have you ever stopped to think for a moment about how much our lives...
View ArticleThe Sportsman’s World
By Leon Archer The first night of our trip out west had found us staying in Munising, Mich., right on the shores of Lake Superior. It was a beautiful evening. The temperatures were a little warmer than...
View ArticleThe Sportsman’s World
By Leon Archer The fishermen in Washington have been tearing up the pink salmon on the sound, and it’s no wonder — the fish and game folks estimate the run at about six and a half million fish. That’s...
View ArticleA Sportsman’s World, by Leon Archer
For me, this is the time of year that memories are made, and over the years I have stored away a treasure trove of them. Nowadays, I am warmed all over when I allow myself to wander down my own Autumn...
View ArticleA Sportsman’s World, by Leon Archer
When I was a kid, I was a Boy Scout, and I had many adventures as a result of my association with that wonderful organization. We had a great scout master, Lyle Rexford Huyck, but we all called him...
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Deer Camp Memories When I was a kid, I was a Boy Scout, and I had many adventures as a result of my association with that wonderful organization. We had a great scout master, Lyle Rexford Huyck, but...
View ArticleA Sportsman’s World, by Leon Archer
By Leon Archer I couldn’t help myself; after writing last week about my memories of the deer camp itself, I had to follow up with the other things that flooded into my mind. While the physical deer...
View ArticleA Sportman’s World, by Leon Archer
By Leon Archer My brother, Warren, was five years older than me. He had his own older friends who weren’t interested in my hanging around with them, and in all honesty, I had no desire to hang around...
View ArticleA Sportsman’s World, by Leon Archer
By Leon Archer I watched the pair of Mallards circle Paul Woodard’s Pond several times as I crouched down next to a Juniper bush being careful not to move, which included resisting the temptation to...
View ArticleA Sportsman’s World, by Leon Archer
My next year at deer camp was the charm. Back in the late 1950s, the last day of deer season in the Southern Tier was “Doe Day.” Anyone who had not filled their deer tag could take a doe if one came...
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