Tales of the Hunts

Fisherman first, fly fisherman second

Lake Murray Country Tourism put me in touch with a guide for a fly fishing float a few…

Tales of the Hunts

Thanks, Harry

The cool, breezy morning was the perfect climate to paddle canoes under a hundred-foot-tall canopy. Bald Cypress, Tupelo…

Tales of the Hunts

Who’s training who?

It is well known to this audience that our house is filled with large dogs. You would think…

Opinion

Life lessons from a great boss

At sixteen, my parents let me work and live on the Nantahala River five nights a week during…

Tales of the Hunts

The best dates include fishing

Saturday morning started early. At four in the morning, the alarm clock went off and by five my…

Tales of the Hunts

Loggerhead turtles survive against all odds

The Carolinas have a diverse array of ancient species that call our area home. From tiny brook trout…

Tales of the Hunts

Junior’s lesson

It is a common saying among retriever owners that you will only get one really good dog in…

Tales of the Hunts

Rockhopping on a river hike

Nothing rivals the relaxation of a quiet hike along a mountain stream. The rumbling of the whitewater is…

Tales of the Hunts

Worms, crickets and catching the spirit

Bobber fishing in a local pond should be a required summer curriculum for our local children. If you…

Tales of the Hunts

Wading woes and soggy clothes

I always wonder what trait or tendency I’ll pass down unknowingly to my children. I’d like to think…