The real deal.
Roseanne Cash on Twitter: “I have seen the future of music & the name of the band is St. Paul & the Broken Bones.
At this time of year, there are overlapping seasons. You get the best of both worlds. It’s summer warm in the afternoon and autumn cool in the mornings and evenings. You can listen to the Brewers play on Saturday and catch the Packers on Sunday. There is a small window of opportunity as the end of trout season nears and ruffed grouse season begins and you can go after both species in one day.
We cast around for brown trout on the Tomorrow and it was my son’s first walk-and-wade trip with a fly rod. With the clean, cold rushing water, for him it was like a amazing water park of the natural world. We hooked into a couple browns and a few chubs. Later, we took out the spaniel and hunted the uplands near the Creek of Souls. The dog flushed two grouse but they escaped unscathed as the jungle-like foliage blocked my sight picture. My son carried his lever-action toy cowboy rifle and I carried my Beretta. He kept asking, “When we’re gonna get one?” and I explained that chasing ruffed grouse in the northwoods is the toughest kind of bird hunting there is. He thought this over for a moment and said it was fun.
Salmon rodeo on Lake Michigan. Twelve miles offshore. Waves at eye level. Bites came slow and the sound of line peeling off the reels was rare. Trolled until dark and motored back to the harbor while plowing through shadowy waves illuminated only by the full moon. At the fish cleaning station there were just enough fillets to make it worth while.
Preseason NFL football, a harbinger of autumn, the finest season of the year. I watched the Packers versus the Seahawks at Lambeau Field. Down in the Hall of Fame was this Vernon Biever photo of a pregame chalkboard message to the team.
Cave Collector in Minnesota Hunts for Additions to His Empire
By JAMES CARD
The New York Times, August 25, 2013
Lightning Rod Rivers: The Little Plover
1,000 Cut Creek by James Card
The Drake, Summer 2013
The river suffers from lingchi, or a death by a thousand cuts, a technique invented by the Chinese used to torture and execute a victim over an extended period of time. The victim bleeds to death. In the case of the Little Plover River, the cuts are puncture wounds in the form of holes drilled for high-capacity wells. Each puncture in the Little Plover watershed sucks away the lifeblood of the river—the groundwater aquifers of the Central Sands eco-region of Wisconsin. The Little Plover is getting bled dry, along with other lakes and wetlands.
Read the rest in the Summer 2013 issue of The Drake.
Current soundtrack for late summer and early autumn.