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Cuba Gooding Jr. flies high in 'Red Tails'

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Dear Ken: Actor Cuba Gooding Jr., who spoke that great line, “Show me the money!” to Tom Cruise in “Jerry Maguire,” what’s he been doing lately?

Gooding, 44, who was born in The Bronx, N.Y., stars as pipe-smoking Major Emanuelle Stance in the current movie “Red Tails.” Coincidentally, he starred in the 1995 TV movie “The Tuskegee Airmen,” the exact subject of “Red Tails.” Last year, the actor starred in “Ticking Clock,” “The Hit List” and “Sacrifice.” He stars this summer in the thriller “One in the Chamber.” Of his current war film, on which filmmaker George Lucas spent $58 million of his own money to produce, Gooding says, “Visually, you really feel you’re in these cockpits. Some of the dog fights in this movie really feel like the same thing that we had in ‘Star Wars.’ I think the only difference is that all of the actors in the cockpits are black, except for the Nazis, the Germans trying to shoot them out of the sky.”

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Remembering Paterno

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It started with a tweet on Twitter.

Joe Paterno is dead.

The tweet went viral, a growing problem that happens all too frequently in this digital journalism world when a supposed news source puts out stories that are not edited, nor checked for facts.

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The end of the season

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The yellow finch/warbler kept me company as the sun started to slide behind the pines. One would think after all the years I would know what kind of bird it is that visits with deer hunters.

I was watching the little bird so much I almost missed seeing the doe. She was over 200-yards away and halfway across the opening before I decided to shoot. I have supreme confidence in the Parker-Hale from a steady rest. Young, fat and exactly the right age for the table. The vintage .308 cracked and she dropped in the edge of the woods. I didn’t realize it right then, but as far as shooting went, my season was over.

We were in Alabama the guests of the Robert and Hilda Pitman at White Oak plantation, my longtime retreat. The “Big Bird” was with me and he was busy passing up does, waiting for a shooter buck. The two hunters who were leaving as we arrived had killed beautiful bucks, a high-racked 8 and a dandy 10. They said all the action was in the mornings.

The next morning it was 22-degrees. I felt it was a great morning to sleep in and study for a calculus test. Maybe just, sleep in. So being of relatively sound mind, that is what I did. After it warmed up a bit, I did a tad of scouting for a good stand for Sunday afternoon. Sunday I had a special guest that I really wanted to kill or at least see a deer. In a bit, you will meet young Ryan Donald.

Long about good warm up Matt Pitman and I went to pick up the hunters, Matt’s brother Joe and Mark “Big Bird” Campbell (pictured right). Joe had a pretty eight-point and Mark had his twin. I guess I should have gone hunting but I needed the rest.

That afternoon I watched six different does come to a greenfield I hunted years ago. My hanging stand was still in the tree, I could see it from my blind. I killed a nice eight from that stand with a bow some years ago. No bucks today, just the ladies and it was getting cold. I had a feeling it was going to be another sleep in morning. It was and I thoroughly enjoyed it while everyone else shivered and passed on various deer.

Bird went fishing after lunch and Ryan and company arrived. In all, I guess there were about 40 of them, people everywhere. There were probably only six or eight and at my age, I’ll not try to remember who they all were or their names. Ryan has cerebral palsy and is in a wheelchair. An outfit called Mountaintop Outdoors is in the business of finding youngsters with severe problems and making special outdoor experiences come true. So, the Pitmans were hosting, I was guiding, and we  were trying to get Ryan a chance at a deer.

Ryan is a delightful young man with a great sense of humor. The cerebral palsy has him unable to control his arms or legs but with some heavy lifting done by the strong young men like Matt Pitman and Kent Horton, President of the foundation, we were able to get Ryan up in the shooting house and in a stable chair.

The house overlooks an intersection of three fields and has been a great place to kill a deer for several years. I positioned Ryan facing a sloping point coming in from the left and a long field road coming in straight ahead. The two met in a one-acre greenfield with spots of fresh clover coming in from the recent warm weather.

I explained that I expected the deer to come from the left where a thicket formed by an old clearcut met a stretch of hardwoods. It was a perfect transition area to the greenfield. We settled in to wait. Kent manned the video camera to record the event and we talked in whispers about how deer move and such.

Mountaintop Outdoors is completely supported by contributions and holds fundraisers during the year such as golf tournaments and this year, a pigeon shoot is planned. Donations are more than welcome. You can learn all about the organization through at www.mountaintopexperiences.org.

It started with the realization that there are so many young people and wounded warriors with the desire to hunt and fish, but physical limitations and illnesses prevented their opportunities. If you know someone in a situation like that, you can apply online at the website.

Ryan is from Gilbertstown, AL and is a big Auburn fan. The night before our hunt, it had been arranged for him to attend the Auburn basketball game, meet all the cheerleaders, and sit with some of the football players. It was obvious he seeing enjoyed himself on the jumbotron and probably would have liked to have a couple of the cheerleaders in the shooting house with us. Unfortunately, there was not enough room so he had to put up with Brent and me.

I predicted we would not see a deer before 4 p.m. I was off by 20 minutes. The first little doe crept out from the left at 3:40 and started feeding 200-yards from us. At that distance we could talk quietly while she fed unaware of our presence. I had Ryan practice aiming at here. After a bit, one joined her then another young doe and they slowly fed out of sight.

I told Ryan not to be concerned that I felt sure more deer would come out as it got later. Sure enough, a few minutes, those three were back and were then three more joined them. Ryan had been practicing aiming the single shot, .243 at clumps of dirt and as the deer now began to feed toward us, I could see he was getting just a tad nervous.

Both Brent and I whispered for him to relax and I readied the rifle. Slowly one deer worked out from the bunch and started feeding right toward us. I got the rifle lined up and helped Ryan get in position and at 65-yards, whispered for him to take the shot whenever he was ready. The rifle belched and for dirt kicked up close to the deer’s body. I have missed deer at that range before and he did not miss by much.

As it got dark, two lone deer came out for just a few seconds to bid us goodbye and that was it.

For me it was a super hunt and a great end to my season. I believe Ryan enjoyed it as well. Back at the lodge, we took some pictures of the entire group and replayed the story of a great afternoon and a great end to my season.

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Our Feathered Friends - January 25, 2012

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Ray was waiting on his front porch for my arrival to do some birding this past week.  He wanted to get out and do what he loves to do, so we were soon on the road.  We spotted quite a few Cardinals, Juncos, Robins and Chickadees, but we were soon very impressed by a huge flock of about 100 or more turkeys out in a cow pasture.  I see turkeys quite frequently but it usually consists of about 15-20. This group was just amazing in size and obviously in a good location.

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Jerry Lewis hopes to go ‘Nutty’ on Broadway

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Jerry Lewis hopes to go ‘Nutty’ on Broadway

Dear Ken: We heard that “The Nutty Professor” is going to Broadway. If so, when will it premiere?

Jerry Lewis, who wrote, directed and starred in the original “Nutty Professor” in 1963, has been working on a Broadway musical version for a couple of years (with a score by Marvin Hamlisch). He would love to have it on the Great White Way before the end of this year. Born Joseph Levitch in Newark, N.J., Lewis, 85, has five sons, a daughter and a son that is deceased. As for remakes, John Travolta is interested in updating Lewis’s 1965  film “The Family Jewels.”

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One of THOSE Moms

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Not being an athlete, I’ve spent most of my life…in the stands.

When I was younger, I remember attending my brother’s soccer games. And it went something like this…

We’d walk in. Dad would pay for Mom and I. Mom would find her spot on the bleachers. Dad and I would sit three rows behind her.

The game would start…which meant within minutes…so would my mother!

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Watch out for that Twinkie… It could kill ya!

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I’m sick of it! Every time I turn on the TV, radio, computer or Dr. Oz, there’s something else I use every day that might cause cancer, crow’s feet or cardiac arrest! If I start to feel dizzy from the only perfume I wear, I can’t even dial 911 because my cell phone “might” cause a brain tumor… It makes me want to scream… Literally and out loud and in front of TV news people, NPR, bloggers and that little twit, Oz. Don’t they know they are making an already slightly neurotic mother who suffers from a mild form of hypochondria even more unbearable to be around?

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Easy man’s crappie -- winter tactics

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It will work on just about any body of water. That is what Richard Simms told me and he should know. His specialty is catfish on Lake Chickamauga. He catches tons of them…literally.

However, he is no slouch at putting a cooler full of slab crappie in the boat. We were talking about trolling for crappie, about the least work an angler can do and still be fishing. It is a perfect tactic for cold weather fishing.

Richard’s method is so simple I believe Judge Durham could do it. From what I could tell, the key elements are just use a GPS if you have one, go slow and use light line and lures. It also helps to have several rods going at one time.

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‘Hell on Wheels’ star Anson Mount a Tennessee boy

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Dear Ken: What can you tell me about Anson Mount, who stars in the new AMC western series “Hell on Wheels”?

That is Anson Mount IV, 38, who was born in White Bluff, Tenn., and graduated from Dickson County High School, playing Cullen Bohannan on the series about building a new railroad across the West. The actor’s father was an original contributing editor to “Playboy” and his mom was a pro golfer. Mount IV graduated from the University of the South: Sewanee before earning a masters degree in acting at Columbia University. His TV credits include “Third Watch,” “Line of Fire,” “The Mountain” and “Conviction.” He worked in the movies “Crossroads,” “City by the Sea” and “Straw Dogs” and stars in April in the thriller “Safe.” Before “Hell on Wheels,” he played a lot of clean-cut characters, something he grew tired of. “I was bored. And I just decided to start going for roles that I wanted to play, not the ones they wanted to see me in. I moved back to New York and let my hair grow out a little bit. I was pursuing my interest in acting instead of what other people wanted me to do,” said Mount, whose great-great-great grandfather was a Confederate cavalry colonel in the Civil War.

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Our Feathered Friends - January 18, 2011

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Another week has come and gone.  I have plans to visit our Bird Guru, Ray, this week and see how he is doing.  I also hope to help him type up some articles. 

I greatly look forward to his articles and know all of you feel the same.   It will be wonderful when he is back to normal and able to do his articles on a regular basis… I know my articles lack a lot of the colorful stories and helpful insight that his contain. Plus he is a social bug and loves to talk about all the people he runs into around town, which is fun to read.  I, however, live in Mt. Juliet and spend most of my time around an elementary school…not near as exciting! My two young children provide me little time to socialize as Ray likes to do. 

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Fisher goes to the Rams

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In somewhat of a rare departure in this era of take the money and run, former Titans football coach Jeff Fisher chose the fit over fortune.

In taking the St. Louis Rams offer, Fisher may have left some money on the table in Miami. He may have missed out on scenic sunsets and warm winters, but Fisher made the right choice.

You take a legal pad, draw a line down the middle and put the pluses and minuses down for both teams and St. Louis, downtrodden as it has been since 2007 (15-65), comes out on top.

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New Year…New You…Who says?

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As I sat with friends at dinner on New Year’s Eve, the conversation turned to Caroline’s mother’s heated mattress pad.

“She just loves it. Turns it on about an hour before bed and hasn’t missed a night in years.”

The New Year’s Eve festivities continued, but for me, the idea of a heated mattress, seemed outstanding, unbelievable …. and completely unfathomable that I had never heard of it before!

I liken it to when Bill Gates first saw Steve Job’s iPod!  

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Our Feathered Friends - January 11, 2012

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As much as my left hand is almost hurting constantly, my mind tries to shut out the pain so I can type out a new bird story for you all. There is no way that I can say thanks to you all for your thoughts and prayers as words do not possess the thoughts strong enough for it. I'm still here, and that does count for something.

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Hunting down under . . . grab your bow

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Some time ago, I had the opportunity to start writing the back page story for South Pacific Bowhunter, a quality, slick publication of over 200 pages, devoted to bowhunting in an area about which we seldom go to or read hunting stories. The magazine is published in Australia.

From what I gather; the bowhunting there is something else. After all, they have six species of just deer! The latest issue had 19 hunting articles! So I queried Antonio Lara, the editor/publisher and gleaned some facts about hunting down there.

To start with, imagine a place with no bag limits, almost no hunting seasons and a wide variety of what to us would be exotic animals. Now before you start drooling, understand right up front, this is not a hunt you do on the cheap or without doing some homework.

Remember, their seasons are upside down. Spring here is fall there. That is a starting point. However, for sure, you want to have a local contact before you jump on a plane for Oz. And the cost to jump on that plane is not small. I suspect you can bowhunt Australia for about the gelt of a good African trip.

Okay, let us talk about available species and we can discuss where they are and then how to get there and kill one. Keep in mind, I am as lost as you are when it comes to where is what in the Land Down Under. All I know for sure is you cannot hunt any of the native species. So what? Six species of dad gum deer! And that is just a start.

Those kinda elk looking things that roars. Most of us call them Red Stag. Correctly, they are Red Deer imported to Australia a century ago. Big suckers and if I am right, they live mostly in places that are beautiful beyond belief and rather up and down. I am told Queensland is the place to start for them. They have been in the Brisbane and Mary Valleys over 100 years. That should give them a good start and judging from the pictures, they get bragging size big. I have always wanted to hunt them.

Want to kill a water buffalo? They get big in the Northwest Territories and I am told the herds are vast. I don’t know that area but Antonio tells me they are found in large numbers throughout Arnhem Land and on down to the Gulf of Carpentaria. (Don’t look at me. I have no idea. Look it up.) They get big, these buffs, up to a ton. Gonna need some good draw weight and a heavy arrow. Leave your soda straws at home for the target range. I understand there are plenty of guides in the area that can tailor a hunt to your needs.

I have heard of Banteng but admit I have no idea what they are. Turns out, they are a wild cattle and quite the desired game animal. I recall reading of a hunt Mr. Fred Bear went on that turned out to be a bit more challenging than he expected. You can find them in the Coburg Peninsula and are a guide only type hunt. Antonio says they are a real trophy due the difficulty in killing one with a bow. I take it they are not like Holsteins.

I have never had the least desire to kill a camel. Never even crossed my mind. Heck, I never even wanted to smoke one. I suppose if one spit on me, I might reconsider. However, if you have such a bent, they have them in the land of dingoes, which you can also hunt. I have killed a dingo. That is another story. Camels are found in the interior of Oz. Their numbers have become so out of control, the government is now culling them to prevent damage to the ecology. Probably be easy to arrange a hunt. If you are old enough, you might appreciate the fact that in Oz, it may not be necessary to walk a mile for Camel. Just couldn’t resist.

I have killed an axis deer with a bow. That doesn’t mean I would not like to loose the string on a bigger one. They can make for a thrilling hunt in an area such as the land around the Great Basalt Wall. That area is central Queensland and there are large herds there. Maybe that is why they are known as the Ghosts of the Basalt. The area is one that most certainly will require a guide and there are some good ones, just do some research or email Antonio at This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it . I doubt that he will mind and he might even send you a copy of the magazine if you ask nicely.

Even though there are some pigs in the area, Cape York is the place to go for the really big bruisers. I mean huge hogs. I have seen the pictures. Again, you will want a guide and they are available.

I don’t know what a Rusa deer is. I have heard of them and I understand the stags make a heck of a noise when spooked. I tend to do the same. They have long tines and that is just about all I know and all I can tell you. I do know they are rewriting the record books with heads from this area. They look to me to be a cross between an elk and a whitetail. I believe I would like to stalk one. I also have no idea what the rare Hog Deer is or looks like. I looked them up. Small with high antlers, weighs about 50,000 grams, (just convert 50 Kg to pounds). They run with their heads down so their antlers can clear the brush. Hence, the name hog. You figure it out, I could not.

Okay. So in that large continent you can hunt a bunch of stuff from Sambar to Banteg to fallow deer to wide horned goats to dingoes and feral cats and all manner of things in between. The Top End of Australia, the northern portion, is a true wilderness.

It is the sort of area I daydream about hunting. In the dream, I am 45 years younger and I have two months to hunt. The only concern animal-wise is the saltwater crocodile. Care must be taken around water holes. However, don’t forget your fishing rod. Remember, they are upside down. Prime hunting time is June to October. Now doesn’t that just work out perfect?

I’ll tell you straight. If I was young again and could still ride bucking horses and bulls, I would head for the buckjumping, (that is what they call a rodeo down there.) and I believe I could make enough to stay and hunt.

Jimmy Dix, a bareback rider from some place called West Collie, tried to get me to come, back in the 60’s. I wish I had gone. But I didn’t so I am content reading the pages of the magazine and dreaming.

How about you? Fancy a Sambar stalk or perhaps a boar hunt for a gagger of boar? Allow a year to plan and an understanding wife and off you go, mate.

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Tebow for President

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So, I ask you, what does Tim Tebow do after he leads the Denver Broncos to the Super Bowl? In his rookie year, no less. Republicans are struggling to find a candidate they feel can defeat President Barack Obama. Tim Tebow is the man. Who can balance our country’s budget after so many have tried and failed? Tim Tebow, naturally. 

Who can erase the national debt, which at last glance was bigger than the Grand Canyon? Tebow is the man.

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Donna Reed was a wonderful actress

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Dear Ken: Before Christmas I saw Donna Reed again in “It’s a Wonderful Life.” She was wonderful herself in “The Donna Reed Show” TV series but what other movies did she make?

Reed, who was born Donna Mullenger in Denison, Iowa, and died of pancreatic cancer in 1986 at age 64, made 40 films and won a best supporting actress Oscar for her role in 1953’s “From Here to Eternity.” Among her other movie credits were “The Picture of Dorian Gray,” “They Were Expendable,” “Green Dolphin Street,” “Hangman’s Knot,” “The Caddy,” “The Last Time I Saw Paris,” “The Far Horizons,” “The Benny Goodman Story” and “Ransom!” The actress raised four children with the second of her three husbands.

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Some thoughts, reflections & predictions

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I have walked the woods and fields of this country and others for quite a few years. I started out hunting with a single shot, Winchester, 20-gauge and some olive drab coveralls for camouflage. I progressed from doves, squirrels, rabbits and waterfowl to deer and on to elk, bear and caribou, and just about everything that roamed.

I have a closet full of hunting equipment. To say I have watched, even studied hunting and the concept and feelings about hunting change would be a great understatement. In brief, a quick way of explaining what I have seen and feel follows.

1950’s: Almost no posted land. Just about, anyone could hunt anywhere there was land. Some hunters asked some did not. Except for the old, traditional hunting clubs with huge acreage tied up, there was almost no leasing except in Texas. Dogs were a standard way of hunting deer and hogs in the south. On occasion, fences were run over, livestock escaped and fields were rutted. Landowners sadly shook their heads and posted property.

1960’s: More posted land, permission usually granted by asking. Some hunters did, some did not. Some hunters left gates as they found them some did not. Some abused the land some did not. More posted signs and more leasing to those with the money to afford it was the way it was becoming. More attention was given by wildlife agencies to securing land and managing it for wildlife and non-game species.

1970’s: Much more posted land and the posted signs were backed up with legal action. When asked sometimes permission was granted, sometimes not. Some hunters observed the rules some did not. More land went into leases, usually for private use.

As the deer herd grew, much more utilization of WMA’s. Poaching increased, trespassing increased. The “My daddy always hunted here and I will too.”

Attitude replaced respect for the posted signs and understanding regarding  leased land in many areas.

Deer and turkeys began to proliferate and hunters gave more attention to them. Trophy hunting, hunting for big antlers began to grow and become big business. The support industry-products to help hunters be successful-started to boom.

Manufacturers hit the market with products that had little or no field testing and there were plenty of willing hands with open checkbooks. Magic potions and can’t miss calls replaced woodcraft and experience and the hunting industry exploded.

1980’s: The deer herd now approached 500,000 in Tennessee and deer hunting began to grow steadily as some small game hunting began to seriously decline. Hunters, wanting to insure a place to hunt and try to manage the deer they wanted to hunt, began to lease more land and in larger tracts and post it and enforce the posting. Trespassing got even worse and poaching grew. Now we had a muzzleloader season. Bag limits increased.

Traditional bowhunters ramped up their feud with the compound shooters and bowhunting technology began to spiral upward, causing even more controversy. Compound shooters lobbied hard against crossbows. In-line mzl’s would cause the end of the world as would lighted sights, expanding broadheads and a strong north wind. A chasm began to widen between various forms of hunting, each group certain the others were wrong and detrimental to hunting. Trophy hunters looked down on meat hunters. Bowhunters objected to rifle hunters having a longer season. The petty objections became almost endless.

Through all of this, the numbers of hunters remained relatively steady and even grew in some aspects as the quest for a monster animal grew. Attention was given to Quality Deer Management and an organization was in place just for that. However, in the vast majority of cases, QDM simply meant an effort to grow bigger antlers.

1990’s: The proliferation of leasing began to cost many hunters their “old hunting grounds”. Some could notunderstand why they could not hunt that big tract of hardwoods they had always hunted.

Just because some rich city guys leased it and the landowner made some money was no reason to keep them out. “In fact, by God they wasn gonna keep me out!”

To add fuel to the flames, more states began to allow crossbows during the regular archery season and for sure, that was the end of the world. I t mattered not that the deer herd in those states continued to grow and throve.

Instead of banding together for a common cause, “let’s by God split up some more and argue with each other.”

An offshoot was the push by the minority to regulate what bucks could be killed by the majority.

The minority feeling was, “We want antler restrictions and a reduced bag limit on bucks. You should give it to us even though the majority of hunters are opposed to it.”

Little or no thought was given to sound biological management and that there was no need for antler restrictions or a reduced buck bag limit. Only older deer with larger antlers counted as far as the minority was concerned.

Landowners, seeing the dollars in leasing hunting rights, started actually seeking hunters to lease their land.

Some just charged to hunt and took as many hunters as they could with no regard to the effect on the game. As the habitat for wildlife shrank, so did the habitat for hunters.

Guiding and outfitting for big game animals became a major industry in some states that had never before seen guides for deer in their state.

As the demand for big antlers increased so did the demand for hunting land to lease.  Hunting replaced corn and beans as the cash crop in the Midwest. Family farms that barely scraped by now could command big money for their 200 acres of prime deer land. That farm was no longer open for the neighbors to hunt.

2000: So far, everything is right on schedule. I am quite confident we are going to see more and more leasing and closing of lands to hunters and we are approaching European style hunting. And in that approach, I am sure we are going to see hunting, as we know it, lost all together. I don’t mean next year or 2050.

However, the future of hunting is starting to look shaky for my grandchildren and for sure, their children. That concerns me far more than can I hog hunt or can I shoot a young deer. In the past 11 years, I have seen tremendous emphasis put upon huge antlered deer and less and less put upon enjoying nature and learning the ways of wildlife. It has become far easier to bait them or buy a spot on one of the high-fence operations. Thankfully there is little of that in Tennessee.

Yet.

Last September made 57 years I have been hunting and watching hunting. Each decade I have seen a just a little less of the pie available to Joe Hunter. Many in the industry, in either the equipment end or the writing end have been warning of this for several years. Few hunters listened. Want to kill a hog? It costs X amount of dollars.

Want to come hunt deer? X amount of dollars. European hunting and the end of hunting as I/we know it. I won’t see it. None of you will.

But it is coming. However, you can kill a world class, monster buck for a mere $30,000. You can even look at pictures of him first.

I sincerely hope I am wrong. Each year, I have seen what I predicted come to pass. Each year, I see more emphasis put trophy antlers and less concern for simply enjoying the hours in the outdoors. We, none of us, have to hunt for subsistence.

We can buy food far less expensively that we can kill it. Certainly many of us eat what we kill and enjoy it. We share with others. The meat is utilized. That is not always the case.

Perhaps it is time all of us who enjoy outdoor sports started taking a hard look at not what is best for us but what is best for hunting.

Good. Now I have that off my chest.

These experienced and seasoned hunters discuss what it takes for a buck to have antlers this size. The deer on the wall prove they know where to find them and it is not behind a high fence. They were all killed fair chase and with archery equipment on public land.

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The Stomach Bug…

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I’ve always wondered what a stomach bug looks like. It sounds like it would be a cute little character that would appear in a Pixar movie. I’ve now decided that little twit is anything but cute.  Someone should change the description of this menacing little contagion that hits households every year just in time for Christmas. The “bug” hit us this year with a vengeance. Especially me!

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Our Feathered Friends - January 4, 2011

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IMG_2201_editedHappy New Year! I hope everyone has had a wonderful holiday season and is ready for some fun in 2012!  I am very grateful to the doctors and nurses who took care of our friend and Bird Guru, Ray, this past fall and ensured his future with us in 2012.  I hope to see him soon and document his ordeal so you can know what has transpired and how lucky we are to have him.  

Ray always told me he had times when he really struggled to come up with a topic for his weekly article. Well, I can totally relate. If you have any particular bird you would like to know more about or an idea for an article, I would greatly appreciate hearing from you. You can reach me at This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it . I’ve heard from a few of you wanting to know how to get in touch with Ray (since his info hasn’t been in the articles). You can reach him via email at This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it or by phone at 547-7371. I’m sure he would be thrilled to hear from you.

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Singer Phil Collins could have been a Bugaloo

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Dear Ken: Who were the Boogaloos? My mom calls me and my sisters that sometimes, and we don’t know what she is talking about.

I’m guessing your mom is a child of the ’70s and must be referring to “The Bugaloos,” a 1970-1972 Saturday morning TV show for kiddos. The series featured a musical quartet of four teens with British accents. The young actors had antennas and wings and could fly. Their characters were Harmony, a bumblebee; Joy, a butterfly; Courage, a ladybug; and I.Q., a grasshopper. They lived in Tranquility Forest and had an enemy in the jealous Benita Bizarre (Martha Raye). The show was produced by brothers Sid and Marty Krofft and ran for 17 episodes. Among those who tried out for the show was a young singer named Phil Collins, who now must be thankful he didn’t win a role.

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