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Steve Gilliland

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Farm Kid Rabbit Huntin’

During the 1960’s there was an oil boom in Morrow County Ohio where we lived, and either there were no regulations on anything or...

Mange, Mange Go Away

I never feel like I catch as many coyotes as I should, so now that we had a little snow on the ground, I...

Soup, Stew or Creation?

A couple years ago after catching my last bobcat of the trapping season, I laid it on the pickup tailgate and marveled at the...

Feral Chickens…Seriously?

Ok, so why DID the chicken cross the road? Probably because someone on the other side was feeding them illegally. Years ago, a family...

Man, What an Expensive Beaver

I recently got a call from a landowner west of McPherson asking me to trap some beavers in his pond. It’s been a while...

The Trap, the Hawk and the Gerbils

For those readers that follow my column, its no secret by now that I love raptors, and as far as I’m concerned, Kansas may...

Gender Neutrality in the Great outdoors

I miss my mom and my dad, but I’m eternally grateful they didn’t have to endure this virus and all the other completely asinine...

Forget the Stimulus Checks; Just Give Us All Front Porches

Ranking right up there with man’s greatest accomplishments like five-gallon buckets, Ziploc bags and double stuff Oreos has to be the front porch. Call...

Well, That’s What I get for Thinkin’

Joyce and I don’t normally hunt for trophy deer; we’re happy with a nice buck or a plump doe that puts good meat in...

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even our mouse. Seems COVID has spooked even the house-mouse...

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