steve colley

Anticipation is a wonderful thing when the upcoming experience is a pleasant one. You look forward to the next day, plan, prepare and finally it’s bed...

I was leaning on the shovel and breathing hard. The 20-yard, steep driveway had me puffing. It seems I don’t have a lot of gas in the tank on occasion...

January. The bone-aching cold and snow had left temporally, replaced by relatively warm temperatures. This brought on an attack of Saturday cabin feve...

As hunters looked at the upcoming weather forecast for the opening day of New York, groans and moans filled the state. High wind, rain, cold — just mi...

The sun beamed brightly, a gentle breeze fanned the few sparse gold and red leaves still on the trees. The November temperature was already nearing 70...

Occasionally being a writer has its rewards. When I received an email from David Barus inviting me to come to Dunkirk and fish for walleyes on Lake Er...

When the days are blistering hot and you’re busy staying cool or doing other things, the opportunity to escape the sun and do a little night fishing s...

I’d taken the week off. The rut was on and if there is any time of the year to be in the woods, it’s during the rut. It was Monday, the first hunting ...