Worth the sacrifice

Worth the sacrifice

We live in what could loosely be described as a neighborhood. Our home sits on a couple of acres, the smallest lot of seven, on a dead-end road. It’s rural and wild critters abound. Foxes cross through the yard and their larger canid cousins, the coyotes, sing to the stars on winter nights. Lizards, toads and squirrels are an every day sighting; even wild turkeys have been spotted once or twice. And then we have the deer. We are covered up in...

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AGFC proposes measured management for CWD

AGFC proposes measured management for CWD

  By Johnny Carrol Sain The Arkansas Game and Fish Commission’s CWD management plan is based heavily on public relations. The month of May has 12 planned town-hall style public meetings (May 19, 24, 26) as well as a one-hour broadcast that aired on AETN on May 23. In addition, AGFC plans to email CWD literature and regulation proposals to every one of the state’s approximately 300,000 licensed deer hunters. I attended the...

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See, feel, love, understand, have faith

See, feel, love, understand, have faith

If you don’t know who Aldo Leopold was, please, stop reading this essay right now and do a Google search. I’m not kidding. If you’re in to fish and wildlife and healthy ecosystems and how  biological systems from the formation of proteins on up to the biosphere hinge on one another to encourage and enable life on this ball of rock and water, you need to know Aldo Leopold. If you haven’t Googled already, here’s a little excerpt from his work in...

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Swimming through my mind

Swimming through my mind

I’ve been obsessed with gar for the last few weeks. Yep, gar — cylindrical, toothy, armored, prehistoric fish. Don’t know why, for sure, but I can trace it back to one morning at a muddy little creek where I saw arrow-shot gar carcasses piled up everywhere along with their living counterparts slipping through the currents of the creek. The gar have since then been swimming through my mind. It was a weird experience, but the...

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It’s over

It’s over

Whether you end the season by running out of tags or running out of time, it’s always bittersweet. This was one of the best seasons I’ve experienced in a while. Of course birds in hand always make for a great season, but failed close encounters would have made this a banner year even with unfilled tags — I sat down to seven longbeards close enough to hear them drumming. Can you really call them failed encounters? Was also...

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Dead skunks don’t lie

Dead skunks don’t lie

During the last week or so, the drive into town has turned into an obstacle course. I’m constantly jerking my steering wheel this way or that to avoid some hapless, flattened critter. Road kill typically peaks at this time of year and in the fall as hibernating and semi-hibernating animals are on the move. What I’ve noticed more than anything are dead skunks, and dead skunks don’t lie. When you start seeing dead skunks it’s almost spring....

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