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  • April 21, 2010

    Ben Roethlisberger—So Maybe I Was Wrong-6

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    It was just a few short weeks after the Pittsburgh Steelers had won the Super Bowl that I interviewed the game's most valuable player Ben Roethlisberger for Outdoor Life's new magazine feature, "5 Minutes With..."

    The back page series of articles features celebrities who hunt and fish and the questions are an attempt to delve a bit into reasons why the outdoors are an important part of their lives. I don't fancy myself a celebrity chaser, but I'd be lying if I didn't acknowledge that I got a charge out of interviewing folks such as Aerosmith guitarist Joe Perry--he called me back four times as I kept losing my cell-phone signal--who struck me as being more of a regular guy than a guitar hero. Or, most recently, Captain Sig Hansen from the Discovery Channel's Deadliest Catch who conversed with me as if we were sitting around deer camp drinking a cold beer. There have been lots of other pretty cool interviews: Fox News' Chris Wallace admitted to being a newcomer to hunting and I thought that refreshing; NASCAR's Bobby Labonte seemed genuine when he explained that it was the outdoors that grounded him; Houston Astros pitcher Roy Oswalt probably knew more about quality deer management than I did and the list goes on. We have yet to publish some of the best interviews. On that list are: football coaching great Jimmy Johnson, Top Chef's Tom Colicchio and more. But I digress.

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  • April 19, 2010

    You Are a Wimp Compared To: Ed Stafford-15

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    Outdoor Life correspondent Gayne Young looks to the past and the present to find the outdoor personalities that prove just how wimpy the rest of us really are.

    As of this writing Ed Stafford is on day 745 of walking the length of the Amazon River.  Yes, walking.  And for those of you that are math challenged – such as I am - 741 days is a little more than two years.  What have I done in the last two years?  Other than spend about 2 months on hold with my internet provider, watched several days worth of Jonny Quest reruns with my kids, and cut my life expectancy through excessive beer consumption, pretty much nothing. 

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  • April 13, 2010

    The C Word-18

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    Last week, while at the spa having my shoulders oiled and massaged by two completely gorgeous Japanese women, it was suggested that I have a doctor look at a few moles on my back.

    “Whatever do you mean Kiki?” I asked, tilting my head to the side for another sip of the bubbly.

    Ok, it was a beer.  And it wasn’t a spa. It was my back deck.  Likewise it wasn’t some Asian models; it was my wife.  She was shaving my shoulder hair with a dog trimmer and her reminder was a yearly one.  “Think it’s about time Dr. Stafford checked you out.”

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  • April 13, 2010

    Fire Season-2

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    I was on my office phone last Thursday when I spotted the first of the smoke, drifting over town on the wings of a 40-mile-per-hour southeast wind.

    Within minutes the smoke grew black and billowing, and I knew it was bad news. With winds like that, gusting to 60mph, no fire is intentional. I wouldn’t know for hours that the blaze hit very close to home—literally. It was my neighbor’s barn, torched when a power pole snapped in the stiff wind. The old barn was consumed in minutes. It was all volunteer firefighters could do to contain the blaze to the structure and prevent it from catching the dry prairie, including my fields and pasture.

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  • April 5, 2010

    A-Team Rides Again-13

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    I pity the fool who isn’t excited for this summer’s release of the A-Team. For gun nuts of a certain age, the four men who were wrongly convicted by a military court of “a crime they didn’t commit” can’t help but evoke a mixture of nostalgia combined with a satchel charge of guilt-free napalm-fueled adrenaline.

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