Columnist, Adirondack Outdoors
Joe Hackett is a guide and sportsman residing in Ray Brook.
It may seem far too early for hunters to be taking to the woods again, especially in light of the recent 90 degree temperatures.
After enjoying a pleasant and slightly wet, Labor Day weekend, I’ve already been making plans for the impending Fall season.
I recently received a phone call from an old friend who wanted to know if I could help him arrange to get a wild turkey for use as a prop in a photo shoot that was to be produced in the area.
By nature, humans are foragers.
Troutopia is a new sporting term that I recently coined.
Over the course of the past week, I have stumbled across two unique new experiences that have threatened many of my long held wildwood beliefs.
After a few months of skipping out on providing my regular weekly columns, I am finally back on track.
It occurred while I was on the way home after spending an afternoon at the base of a mind-numbingly, beautiful waterfall that is located halfway up the side of a small mountain in my backyard.
If foreign armies had advanced as deeply into the Adirondack Park as the current invasion of invasive plants has progressed, local citizens would be up in arms.
Every now and then, in the Adirondacks the stars, and the moon and the sky line up in just the perfect manner to provide a perfect end to a perfect day.