I have a 32" 20 ga. that needs some exercise. I need to charge up the MOJOs.

weather cooling a little here and the yellow butterfliies are on the move.....grass is also slowing down a bit...even seen some giant pecans on my dads old orchard and the chinese chestnuts are falling and opening up.....i will have to really watch those pecans if i get any of them.....got my shells and gear setting out in the floor in the way....going backwards this year on shooting irons first a double barrel vulcan factory 27 1/2 inch barrel 20 ga and a 410 stevens double barrel......charlie

This is the best August weather I can remember here ever. Mills and I tried to go fishing, but it was a comedy of errors. We were trying to go in a different place but all the landings had problems. We finally made it out on an old reliable landing, had an equipment malfunction. Then we got checked by the game warden and we were all legal but that is always a pain

Yup, it can be a little inconvenient but I love it when a game warden checks my license and required safety equipment if I’m on my boat, and when they check if I have the proper tags.... It shows that they’re doing their job protecting the resources I love so much.





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On the eastern end of Lake Ontario the tops of the maples are showing a little yellow. The nights are in the 50's and days in the 70's. The woodies are all in full flight and the blue winged teal will be arriving any day. The new england asters are in full bloom and the may apple have gone dormant. The thistle has gone to seed and the goldfinches are feeding on them. Hummingbirds are building as the migration must be in full force. It won't be long. Starting a new puppy Nellie, 13 months and ready for her full life as a hunting dog. Life is grand!!!

Craig, that’s one of the best, and most descriptive posts I’ve seen in a while. Some people can go through life and not take note of as much as you’ve just written.

Edgar: We are all blessed with a love of the natural world. The cycle of the season calms my mind and makes me smile. Identifying birds by their song, trees by their bark, wildflowers by their bloom is what gives me joy in this crazy world. Those who pursue the world outdoors live a full life.

One of the primary reasons I prefer not traveling beyond my mailbox.

Nice Dean. I saw Frank Woolners signature and it brought back memories. I read his book on grouse hunting when I was a kid. It was a great book but it disturbed my adolescent brain when he described his grouse gun. I believe it was a Winchester automatic 12 bore that he "customized" by shortening the barrel and sanding off the pistol grip. He called it his "chopper". At the time, I couldn't imagine shooting grouse with anything but a Parker or other fine double. I still can't. My favorite book by far as a kid was Ted Janes "A Boy and His Gun. I read it over and over and I still have it.

I never met Frank Woolner, but I have the notion that he had an affinity for the outré, and incorporated some pseudo-military effects from his very real-World War II combat experiences into his outdoor interests for the impression it would make.

Heck, doesn’t every writer have to have some sort of an ego?

Here is a photo in which he sports a Mohawk hair-style, when writing on behalf of the Third Armored Division. Later he was known for painting his Model A beach buggies in an unorthodox dazzle of grey, green, yellow and purple camo pattern. And, as said, there was his customized, three-shot – “crude but effective”, in Hollywood parlance, autoloader for his upland bird hunting.

So, not by chance would he refer to upland guns in his books as “artillery”.

He wrote earnestly and instructively about hunting and fishing, but must have had a sense of humor, too.