It was the greatest I-don't-believe-it-moment of his life. The type of phone call seen only in the movies, bearing news that a man only dreams about. It was the greatest I-don't-believe-it moment of his life.
The type of phone call seen only in the movies, bearing news that a man only dreams about. When he was 10 years old, Thomas Lesatz's mother gave him a map of Alaska that traces the route of the Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race. Sixteen years later, the map adorns the cabin wall where Lesatz lives in Two Rivers, Alaska.
My wife Debra surveyed the lush grounds of Bolingbrook's 14-acre Hidden Lakes Park as she buckled into snowshoes for the first time. The sun was brilliant. The four lakes were half-open, half-frozen.
No one else was in sight. Our only company was birds chirping. Sometimes wilderness solitude is perfect.
Alone in silence under the bright night, I stood mesmerized on ice camouflaged by a thin layer of snow, gazing at a million stars. There was a temptation to reach out and grab for one, as if a pinpoint of captured light would glitter in my hand. For Chicago-area hunters and fishermen, Canada always has been the closest thing to paradise and the closest paradise to them.
Al Wisniewski of Burbank is 54, and he has sampled the Canadian outdoors nearly 30 times since he was 18. Ted Takasaki whipped off his parka. He commented on the heater.
He glanced at the already drilled holes in the fish house floor. The large necklace Cathy Santogrossi wore was a miniature neon sign. Much like a flashing sign that might be seen in Las Vegas, her few-inches-long advertisement grabbed the viewer's eye with rotating letters: "Boats = Fun.
" The Big Mouth Billy Bass novelty wall mount went nuts. The pseudo fish wiggled its head and tail. It burst into song, warbling, "Don't worry, be happy.
" An era is nearing an end with the impending retirement of Duke O'Malley as director of his annual kids fishing extravaganza. After 20 years of introducing children--and their families--to the pleasures of fishing, O'Malley will cap his efforts in June. The heat just came on and the system is blowing warm air into my kitchen.
If I head outside, I will step into my garage, start the car and within a few minutes the heat will warm the vehicle. Bradford Washburn transcended the centuries and generations. He was born when the first ascent of Mt.
McKinley was nearly achieved and died when young people were using his map to climb it. On Tuesday night, hours before the 28th Chicagoland Outdoors Show was scheduled to begin at the Stephens Convention Center in Rosemont, John Lewinski affixed his autograph to some legal papers. Jim Schaefer of Mt.
Prospect marvels at the unseasonably warm late autumn and early winter weather the Chicago area has experienced, and he is kicking himself for locking his boat down for the year in mid-November.
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