6/6/11 – Nothing to do with the Outdoors
My Uncle Ed was an Army Ranger during World War II. I don't know too many of the details since it was never talked about. Every now and then a…
Mental Gymnastics
The mental gymnastics started about a week ago. Spend the 50 bucks or so to fill a tank with gas. Burn it all off in a 250 mile, 5 hour…
Do as I say, Not as I do
When the Fox River is flowing above 4,000 cubic feet per second, I don't recommend that anyone go in the water unless they know the water when it's flowing at…
Too Hot to Wander, Too High to Fish
Within 60 seconds of leaving my house there are nothing but farm fields for as far as you could see. That's one of the reasons I'm reluctant to move away…
Pond and Lake Fishing, Seemed Simple Enough
A few days earlier I had gone for a walk with my wife around the lakes and ponds at Silver Springs State Park. There were hundreds of bass fry swimming…
Waterdog Journal Blog is Moving
In about 2 weeks the Waterdog Journal Blog will be moving to a new home. I've been asked to bring my blog over to ChicagoNow and it will show up…
Another Chapter of
“They Walk Among us and Reproduce!!”
I don't go cruising the internet looking for stuff like this, I don't have the time. Or much interest. Instead, I rely on my friend Tom down in Florida to…
Fischen Scheiße Nebenfluss
At least that's how a website translated the title into German. I have no clue if it's correct, but I like the way it sounds. The majority of the day…
And, where the hell were you going with this?
At the end of the day, the threat of severe storms for the next couple of days was looming on the horizon. A new pair of waders were sitting in…