MDC and CFM encourage deer hunters to Share the Harvest
Many Missourians need help with putting meat on the dinner table. Deer hunters can help by sharing their harvests through Missouri's Share the Harvest program. Share the Harvest connects deer hunters with hungry Missourians through participating meat processors and local hunger-relief agencies around the state.
Major step completed in development of new cross-state trail
Last week Ameren submitted a letter indicating its plans to rail bank an additional 145 miles of the Rock Island line stretching from Windsor almost to Washington, Mo., where it will eventually connect with the Katy Trail. Adding this to the existing Katy Trail and portions of the Rock Island Trail already under way means Missouri is now working towards an interconnected statewide trail network of more than 450 miles.
A wet, illegal gobbler
I don’t want anyone to get to thinking I have any money, because that kind of thing gets you in trouble with the IRS, but last year I bought about 50 acres off in the middle of nowhere. It sits on a pretty little creek, with a great little cabin on it, just made for someone like me who likes to pretend he is living in some previous century with no one within 500 miles. Filled with big timber, decorated with the howling of coyotes and bellowing of bullfrogs at night and the gobbling of wild toms at dawn, it is a little paradise to me.
MDC reminds deer hunters to properly dispose of carcasses
The Missouri Department of Conservation (MDC) reminds deer hunters throughout the state to properly dispose of carcasses from harvested deer to help prevent the spread of infectious diseases in deer, such as the always-fatal chronic wasting disease (CWD).
Bass wallering in the evening
We only had a few hours to fish so we took the boat and headed for the river a few miles away. I took only one lure, an old hula-popper with a white skirt dangling behind it. I don’t know when they made the first hula-popper but it was a long time ago because when I was a kid in the fifties and early sixties, I had a couple of them and used them on my Uncle Roy’s farm pond, where fat little two-pound bass slurped them readily from the surface.