I got a note from Ken Salazar the other day. I was glad to hear from him. It had been a while since we had visited. Well, OK … we’ve never visited. The secretary of Interior doesn’t know me from Adam’s cat. But still, it was nice to hear from him. I don’t get all […]
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The hunters called — they want their deer back
Maybe it was just a case of bad timing. First, we learn that mule deer have declined 60 percent on Wyoming’s Pinedale Anticline between 2001 and 2009. That’s not much of a surprise. It’s been evident for some time that deer and deer hunters were going to be the biggest losers in this gas play. […]
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A Thanksgiving toast to a mom who passed the torch
It’s no secret that the traditions of hunting and fishing are dying. Academics have identified it, anti-hunters have rejoiced in it and families are living it. People who cherish hunting are trying hard to stem the decline. These days, lots of kids are growing up in a single-parent home, often headed by a mom who […]
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If you want to support wildlife, support ranching
An old friend of mine once said, “Sometimes Wyoming people would rather fight than win.” He’s right, of course. Even though there are only about 500,000 of us and our state does feel more like a small town with long streets, and even if I don’t know you — though there’s a good chance that […]
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Why I say “no” to a regional wilderness bill
Wyoming folks are cantankerous souls, with independent notions about where they can go and what they ought to be able to do when they get there. We love wild country, but a lot of us also love our four-wheelers, snowmobiles and four-wheel drive pickups. We don’t have anything against drilling, logging or grazing on the […]
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A tale of heartbreakin’ and asskickin’
He loved Silas. Then she kicked the tar out of him.
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Antelope hunting keeps getting better
Every year, I think hunting for antelope just can’t get any better, and every year it does. The days are warm, the nights are cool, the aspens are golden and so are the memories. Let me explain. In my grandfather’s day in southwestern Wyoming, antelope were few and far between. In his journals for the […]