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Kurt Krueger

In the Outdoors

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or P.O. Box 1929, Eagle River, WI 54521.

Patience, persistence will get you that shot!
By Kurt Krueger

WE HAD just found a group of crappies in shallow weeds, catching three in three casts, when a bald eagle let out some of those screeching chirps from a nearby shoreline.
The eagle was sitting on a low perch, strattling the top of a dead white birch just 15 feet above the water. Filtered light coming through a thin veil of clouds accentuated the bird’s brown body and contrasting white head.
To the disdain of my fishing partner, I apologized, tossed out a marker, and pulled up anchor. The

Tuesday, July 05, 2011 11:58 AM
A moment to think
By Mary Friedel-Hunt

Suddenly the lights went out through the entire house. Almost simultaneously sirens started and, over the next few minutes, eight emergency vehicles went past our home. My Web developer was just leaving and we both looked at each other, knowing the two events were related and that something bad had happened.
It does not take long, in a small town, to learn about the cause of the power outage. A one-car accident had occurred up on the highway. The 83-year-old driver apparently fell asleep and hit a

Tuesday, July 05, 2011 11:51 AM | Updated ( Tuesday, July 05, 2011 11:55 AM )
Loons: symbols of the state's wildest country
By Kurt Krueger

THE SCRIBBLER’S concentra-tion was on floating bobbers when the loon surfaced within two feet of the outboard, a startling yet stunning sight with its black-and-white body gleaming in the sunlight as water ran from its well-oiled feathers.
It’s hard to appreciate the impressive size of the common loon — 2 feet in length with a 58-inch wingspan — until they are swimming so close that you can see the multicolored neck feathers change from green to blue and back again, depending on the angle of view.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011 10:17 AM
Boost in grouse drumming no surprise here
By Kurt Krueger

STATE wildlife biologists have just confirmed what many of us grouse hunters suspected a year ago, that Wisconsin’s ruffed grouse may still be headed toward the peak of their population cycle.
The Department of Natural Resources (DNR) reported a year ago that grouse populations reached their cyclic peak in 2009, and were likely on the downswing. They based that on a 6% drop in spring drumming counts in 2010.
My July 21 column of last summer, titled “Don’t write off the grouse peak just yet,” explained in

Tuesday, June 21, 2011 11:38 AM
Ring ceremony brings back Super Bowl XLV memories
By Gary Ridderbusch

For many Green Bay Packers fans, the memory of the Green and Gold winning Super Bowl XLV last February has been put on the back burner for the summer months.
But that memory was temporarily revitalized last Thursday when the members of the Green Bay Packers organization received their Super Bowl XLV world championship rings at a celebration in the Lambeau Field atrium.
The rings, symbolic of the team’s 31-25 victory over the Pittsburgh Steelers in Super Bowl XLV,

Tuesday, June 21, 2011 11:34 AM
Find tranquility on a backwoods trout stream
By Kurt Krueger

PERFECT weather doesn’t happen often in the great outdoors, but Saturday night’s patchy frost sure helped the scribbler’s plan to do some trout fishing Sunday morning.
They say there is a first for everything, and I’m beginning to believe it. I’ve been a regular visitor to the Deerskin River east of Eagle River the past 30 years, and not once have the mosquitoes and horseflies left me alone.
Optimism ruled when I saw frost covering the roof of the house at 5 a.m., but it was too early to

Tuesday, June 14, 2011 2:29 PM
Long-term turtle survival depends on people
By Kurt Krueger

A SMALL painted turtle was just crossing to my side of the centerline when I drove past and, with little traffic on the road, my first thought was to let it continue the course on its own. But a half-mile later, when one car passed going in the opposite direction, I decided to go back and help that turtle get safely across the road. No other cars had passed me going in my direction. Imagine my shock and anger upon getting back to the spot, only to find that the turtle had been crushed by a car tire about three feet from where I had seen it last — in the same lane. Did that lone car really cross the centerline to take out a turtle?

Tuesday, June 07, 2011 2:21 PM | Updated ( Tuesday, June 14, 2011 12:48 PM )
Lake jumping comes with big responsibilities
By Kurt Krueger

LET’S SAY you hit the Eagle River Chain early for walleyes, head to Boot Lake for some crappie action, and then finish up the day catching the rest of your daily walleye limit on  Kentuck Lake.
Sounds like a plan. Similar scenarios are played out again and again this time of year as anglers make the most of their days.
It’s called lake jumping, and it’s an inseparable part of Wisconsin’s fishing tradition. But at no time in history has the practice become more controversial, or more dangerous, because of the increased chance of spreading aquatic invasive species to uninfested waters.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011 2:25 PM
Fish with Dad if you still have the chance
Dad was back in familiar territory last Friday night, catching brown trout on slip bobbers, one of his frying pan favorites.  --Photo By The Author
By Kurt Krueger

THE SLIP bobber hadn’t been floating with the waves more than a minute or two when it laid perfectly flat, the kind of strike you come to expect from brown trout that race out of the depths to hit a minnow and continue upward, taking all the weight off the bobber.
It was a special “bite” because the bobber was attached to the rod being held by my dad, Leland Krueger of Marion, who had made yet another fishing trek to the North Woods that he’s been visiting for almost 50 years.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011 2:37 PM | Updated ( Wednesday, May 25, 2011 7:43 AM )
Playing peekaboo with a tom turkey?
This 21-pound tom came running to the call and hun around for the decoy, though it knew something wasn't right.  --Photo By Diane Wojtech
By Kurt Krueger

THE BEAUTY of this sport we call hunting is that, on any given day, you never know where the chase will take you — what bizarre or even first-time things might be waiting in the woods for those who seek adventure.
This is my story.
It was the final hour of a one-morning turkey hunt last Friday as I headed for the north side of the farm, having heard a couple of gobbles in the distance as the fog and light rain gave way to

Tuesday, May 17, 2011 2:32 PM

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