The On-Switch for the Off-Season
DUE TO THE PECULIARITIES of publishing a print magazine, I’m writing this letter in late March and you’re likely reading it in early May. For me, that means I haven’t really gone hunting in more than a month. Oh, sure, I have been chasing end-of-the-migration snow geese, which is the very definition of insanity: doing the same thing every day and expecting different results. But actual hunting has been at a minimum, and I’m starting to develop an itch in my trigger finger. On the plus side, the weather, in fits and starts, has begun to get a bit nicer. We did catch the edge of the big March blizzard that crippled Colorado and Wyoming, but that snow didn’t last long. The dry ground and warm temperatures have given me the…