Was It Inevitable?

There is one secret fishing spot I have no qualms about revealing to others.  It is Reno Bottoms near Brownsville, Minnesota. I mention it because motorboaters can’t get there, fishermen and fisherwomen without boats can’t get there, and anyone fishing from a canoe or...

Back on the Porch

I just returned from my annual May fishing trip, and the first thing I did after returning home was to move my writing table outside.  In the week I was out of town the average temperature seems to have jumped ten degrees, and I am writing this blog from my front...

Driftless

I mentioned to a friend that his name appeared in one of my recent blogs, so he looked at my website for the very first time. He later told me his initial impression of the site was that it had a good feel to it, but he didn’t like the fact that I called our bioregion...

Two Bikes

Over the past month and a half, I’ve had four flat tires on my daily bike ride. The reason eludes me. I haven’t noticed broken glass or other sharp objects on the road. I’ve changed the bike shop where I buy my tubes and tires, thinking the first shop might have been...

First Lake, Second Lake, Third Lake, Round

My fishing hotspots change with the seasons. During the first open water of spring, the main channel of the Mississippi River flows too swiftly for me to feel comfortable in a canoe or kayak. I usually start my summer fishing season in a quiet backwater called Black...
Steven Simpson