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Figuring out the signs of seasonal change is easy, right?
2020 has nixed Oct. 31 as the official observance of Halloween and hijacked the mantle as its own.
Once again, the summer has rocketed by and we find ourselves on the precipice of the autumn equinox.
It was a short, strange, summer but it looks like the season for doubling the layers of my rain gear has finally arrived. Soon the… Continue reading
Varney reports on fishing
I was watching some cool looking, single engine, private jets rocketing out of the airport the other day when I realized they were a nice… Continue reading
The amount of feedback this summer has changed.
Last weekend as I was cruising the Homer Spit’s cleaning tables to see what was flopping on the cutting counters, I came across a surreal… Continue reading
I’m still receiving complaints that the smug silvers are continuing to drive some of you nuts at the Fishing Hole. Remember, they are fish and… Continue reading
While Turk and I were watching the water evaporate at The Fishing Hole early last week, a guy let fly with a rig composed of… Continue reading
I have found myself challenged by a perplexing conundrum brought to my attention by some exceptionally annoyed piscatorians haunting the fishing lagoon in search of… Continue reading
The staff at the Reeling ‘Em In headquarters has been diligently sifting through a myriad of cyber correspondence from fisherpersonage bemoaning the fact that they… Continue reading
The weather was phenomenal over the Fourth of July weekend. Visitors, as well as locals, seemed to enjoy barbecuing themselves along with the goodies they… Continue reading
I stepped through a time warp last week.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to jump into the COVID-19 kerfuffle.
Old Man Winter’s various personalities easily qualify as a layered howling mob of sociopaths.
I was in a local coffee emporium the other day quietly perusing the newspaper when a rather heated argument broke out between a foursome who… Continue reading
On the eve of Christmas Eve, I received an annual phone call from a great friend.
I should have let sleeping idiots lie. Did I? Nope.
“Why don’t ya cut out the jester routine and get down to some serious investigative reporting?”