Ontario OUT of DOORS Assistant Editor Steve Galea brings you his experiences in the outdoors, including quirky characters and situations you wouldn’t believe unless you were there (and maybe not even then).
All tracks lead to spring. There is still snow on the ground in this part of the province. And, as I peck at these keys, turkey season is less than a month away and closing fast.. Those two thoughts converged in my mind seconds after I noticed a set of turkey tracks in the snow just down the road from my place.
Of course, the decision to limit what you take is a personal one, but I’m proud to say I see hunters and anglers set personal limits all the time... do right by the areas you hunt and odds are good, you’ll continue to have fine opportunities in seasons to come.
There is a sense of comfort in all of these hunting traditions, because for the most part, our hunting grounds have not changed in all that time.
The early opening of the small game season this year in my area is something I was grateful for. But honestly, I will be far happier hunting during the end of the season. The reason is foliage.
On the weekend, I sold five firearms – and, believe me, it was painful. It was for good reason, however; you see I wasn’t using them as much as I used to. I used the money from the sale to buy a top-of-the line pre-charged pneumatic air rifle.
I’m not the kind of outdoorsman who plans on luck, but I have hunted and fished for long enough to know that if you don’t have any, you are well…out of luck.
March 20 marked spring equinox...the day when hours of daylight and nighttime are approximately equal. Strangely enough, that same equilibrium holds true for my freezer.
Around here, an early season grouse hunt tends to be an exercise in futility.
Right about now it’s like the night before Christmas around here. I leave for my annual week of duck hunting tomorrow