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Will Maines


Trails & Tales


Will Maines is a native of the North Woods and an avid outdoorsman.
He can be reached at This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. .


Molly has her own day off

FERRIS BUELLER had the most famous one. You and I, the working folks of America, usually get at least one of them a week.
But dogs, dogs never get a day off. Dogs never get a chance to rest from their labors. Take my dog, Molly, the wonder golden.
Her labors never cease. There are chipmunks and squirrels to chase. There is virtually every part of her anatomy to scratch daily, especially with wood ticks out.

Tuesday, June 04, 2013 4:19 PM
 
Another camping season is here
By Will Maines

RIGHT NOW if you asked someone what season it is, they would likely say spring.

If not, they might say wood tick season, which, after picking off nine of the little buggers yesterday after an hour of working in my flower beds, I would certainly attest to.

Mainly, I would tell you it is now officially camping season. There was ample evidence of that over Memorial Day weekend as almost all the state campgrounds in my neck of the woods were chock full of people.

I won’t be far behind them, as my lovely wife and I,

Tuesday, May 28, 2013 3:03 PM
 
It’s late, but spring is here

By Will Maines

JUST WHEN WE thought it might never happen, spring finally sprung.

In all manner, shape and form, spring has arrived with warm temperatures, a little rain, greening grass and a markedly better mental outlook for nearly everyone who lives or plays in the North Woods.

It was different last weekend to see so many fishermen coming north for the first time this spring, treating their expedition as though it were the opening weekend of fishing season, which as we all know opened with every lake still ice-covered May 4.

But as they say, all good things come to those who wait, and for those of

Tuesday, May 21, 2013 1:38 PM
 
The hare loses again

By Will Maines

IN LIFE YOU meet slowpokes and speedsters, dawdlers and racehorses, tortoises and hares.

Last week I met a hare, perhaps the fastest one on earth, and as was the case in the old fable it did not end well for the hare. The introductions were rather lengthy, taking a good 45 minutes to complete, but once completed our relationship was cemented in a matter of just two or three minutes.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on whose point of view you look at, our relationship ended abruptly at the conclusion of those two or three minutes.

I must say I am pleased that it ended quite happily

Tuesday, May 14, 2013 2:07 PM
 
Beautiful is the trout stream

By Will Maines

THERE IS PERHAPS no more pleasing sound than that of a trout stream roistering its way over rocks and around logs in early spring.

I must confess I have gotten away from trout fishing on the few area streams which harbor native brook trout in my own bailiwick, but given that there was no available fishing on any lake for 40 miles around for this year’s opening weekend, I found myself back in the water where I cut my fishing teeth, that of Plum Creek.

I failed to fish for even a minute on opening day, but Sunday evening, unable to stand it

Tuesday, May 07, 2013 4:17 PM
 
Maybe spring is springing

By Will Maines

THERE’S AN OLD saying about better late than never, and never has that been truer than this spring.

I was among the lucky of the North Woods this April, at least getting to experience spring for five days in Kentucky where I hunted turkeys on days when the temperature went as high as 83 degrees.

That said, the weather we enjoyed here over the past weekend, while late in coming, was a welcome reprieve from weather that has been, with no better words to describe it, plain, awful drudgery.

Even though there is still a ton of snow piled up in the woods,

Tuesday, April 30, 2013 4:03 PM
 
In the end, revenge is sweet

By Will Maines

IF THIS STORY were a novel, it would have all the elements of a real potboiler.

There would be ecstasy, despair, elder abuse, revenge, redemption and even a few high jinks thrown in for good measure.

However, since it is a simple story I am forced to tell it as succinctly as possible while trying to include as many of the best highlights as possible.

The story begins with this reporter

Tuesday, April 23, 2013 2:16 PM
 
Something new, blue or old

By Will Maines

FISHERMEN FACE A never-ending question.

Do you go with the tried and true, or do you set sail for uncharted territory in hopes the reward will be much greater than the risk?

Hoping to strike it rich, they might be inclined to head out for the great unknown in search of greener pastures, or bluer lakes as it were, searching for the new honey hole that will fill their creels and stringers with fish beyond their wildest imagination.

Or, maybe not. When

Tuesday, April 16, 2013 2:25 PM
 
It’s all music, just different

 

By Will Maines

MY WIFE AND I do not always make good traveling partners on road trips.

We both enjoy listening to music, which is a good thing, but it is also the source of our traveling battles. In much the same way as we approach our walks in the woods, we enjoy our music differently, and that is where the problem sometimes comes in.

When it comes to walks, I prefer to mosey along slowly, seeing with my ears as much as with my eyes. While I may see a ruffed grouse sitting in a tree with my eyes, I oftentimes see it first when it tells me with a few alarm peeps that it is there.

My wife, hopelessly gregarious,

Tuesday, April 09, 2013 2:14 PM | Updated ( Tuesday, April 09, 2013 2:36 PM )
 
Let the obsession continue

By Will Maines

I HAVEN’T BEEN this excited in a long, long time. I haven’t been this excited since, well, last September when I was counting down the days until I could head for North Dakota and my annual date with duck camp.

Shoot, six months qualifies as a long, long time, doesn’t it?

Regardless of your thoughts on that, there is good reason for me being excited. No, it’s not time for duck camp again, nor even spring snow goose hunt camp, but it is time for turkey camp, and that is always reason enough for excitement.

This year, as I may have sorta mentioned off-handedly a time

Tuesday, April 02, 2013 2:09 PM
 
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