Like other sports this fall, data from a scouting report is precious information for hunters. For example, watching game films of the other team in preparation for facing your opponent makes perfect sense in football. In baseball, having a scout in the stands to witness the actions and react…
It was a bluebird-sky afternoon. There was not a wisp of wind, and being under the canopy of the late summer/early fall trees was like walking in a library — it was quiet.
The wait is over: archery season opens on Saturday.
The squirrel season opened statewide on Saturday. It is long, and it doesn’t close until the end of February.
I just returned from a remote wilderness river trip. The trip covered 93 miles of the Salmon River in Idaho over seven days of floating in whitewater rafts and eight nights of tent-camping on sandy beaches along the river.
On a walk the other morning with my trusty trail dog Blue, we ran into an interesting find.
As I write this article, my hands and fingers are still cold from my morning hike in the woods along the river.
We are walking down the trail towards September. With school starting and fall sports practice in full swing and of course, the college football opener right around the corner, it may be time to switch our mindset.
That collective groan heard throughout West Virginia on Tuesday was from high school football coaches in Class AAA.
There are “big fish†people. I have met them. They are just like sportsmen and women who tag trophy whitetail deer every year.
Look at the fence surrounding Great American Ball Park, and you’ll see the Cincinnati Reds straddling it.
Bob Gabordi, late executive editor of The Herald-Dispatch, often remarked in amazement how Huntington produced more unusual stories than any place he’d ever been.
It all started with a simple request on a phone call. “Why don’t you come up and we’ll go fishing?†my son asked right before he said goodbye and ended the conversation.
When the Cincinnati Reds and the New York Yankees squared off in the just-completed three-game sweep by the Reds at Yankee Stadium, it brought together two of the best reasons to watch Major League Baseball these days — Cincinnati speedster Elly De La Cruz and New York slugger Aaron Judge.
Before the Cincinnati Reds determine what they’ll do, they must figure out who they are.
Every year at this time, I sit and watch and wait in anticipation for many state wildlife agencies to announce their lottery draw hunt results.
The National Basketball Association has had various key contributors to make it what it is today.
The genesis of my lifelong love and fascination with baseball can be traced back to Willie Howard Mays Jr., whose magical life ended peacefully Tuesday at age 93.
The official Major League Baseball record for home runs is held by Barry Bonds*, both for a single season (73) and for a career (762). Steroid allegations aside, Bonds* holds those records. You could look it up. It’s on the books. Or in cyberspace. Wherever.
Welcome to Second Guess Tuesday. Here is the enlightened opinion du jour.
Gary Gilmore had something to say.