March 1, 2015


Paddle Ohio


I’m not sure what my first paddle trip was; probably a day trip at Findley with Dad. By the time I was in seventh grade though, I was pretty much a paddle pro! Trips down the Mohican with the youth group from St.  Andrew’s or weeks spent on the lake at Camp Firelands had made Read More…

Up close with the American Buffalo


It was the weekend before Memorial Day, so we had avoided the crowds by making our trip to Yellowstone National Park early in the season. Of course, there are certain risks in doing this, like the real possibility of getting snowed-in. In fact, Cooke pass wasn’t even open yet this particular year due to a Read More…

The Black is Back!


When I was a kid, my grandparents lived just above Cascade Park on Bath Street, and one of the biggest thrills of my kid life was getting to play in the park. This was before anything in our world was scary or dangerous, so it was ok for parents to let their kids climb all Read More…



Finally, warm weather is here. I’m out in “the field” looking for the long awaited signs of spring, and they are all around this time of year. Nests of all kinds of critters, birds and rodents, can be found at every turn, and the little nature walks I take with my daughter are like the Read More…

The Future at Findley State Park


Most of the time when I’m writing this page it’s about what I’m doing all alone, with my family or a couple of fishing buddies. But it’s a sunny, beautiful Friday afternoon before Memorial Day. I’m standing in the pavilion at my favorite (Findley) State Park, when a fellow named Jim Zehringer walks up and offers me Read More…

Wood Ducks


The Spring time is a busy time for everyone in the outdoors. From chores around the home and yard, to the farmer’s mad rush between rains to plow and plant, the angler’s zeal to get his line wet and the walleye, crappie or steelhead out, if the Great Outdoors were a house, it would be Read More…

Dr. Tom Mahl


The other day I was checking in with one of Elyria’s roving photographers who posts his pictures on line. Amongst the shots of folks around town, here’s a photo of a lone fellow on a folding chair, staring down at the river on East Bridge Street. To the casual observer, he seems a little out Read More…

Blue Marlin Fishing Adventure, part Two of Two


Instantly there’s a high whining noise that makes me look down at the instrument console to see if the engine has thrown a rod or something. “WHIIIIIIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!” Captain Chad jumps out of his seat so fast I think he’s going to fall off the bridge. “BIG FISH!” he screams and is immediately answered by Sandy Read More…

Blue Marlin Fishing Adventure, part One of Two


 Off the coast of Kailua Kona, Hawaii, on board the “Bite Me One” with Capt. Chad Contessa, First Mate Sandy and a chartered fishing crew of six. Six thirty in the morning, and we are out of our slip and already rigging fishing lines. Sandy is a retired painting contractor who hung up his paintbrush Read More…

Playin’ Possum


A lot of things happen in the wilds while you’re waiting for something else to happen. Another morning, I’ve been sitting near a weedy path at the back of a woodlot, a funneled crossing between corn fields. It would be a classic place to ambush deer, but I’m waiting for the turkey I know to Read More…