Growing up, in northeast Ohio in the early 1970s, trapping was a huge part of what my father and I did every Fall. And while we didn’t specifically target muskrats, they were our bread and butter. Why ...

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This week’s column is about parts of a truly exhausting 10 days of my life. I had fun, but the wear and tear of being on the go in the outdoor world is tearing me up. The sun was still an hour from ...