Babbs in the Woods: Back to the business of flinging arrows

Trial and error. Live and learn. That’s about all I can write so far about my foray in the world of bowhunting. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: On ball caps and power ponies

“OK, so that’s not an ‘old man’s’ ball cap, Mom. That’s a trucker style.”

I got the lowdown on ball caps from my daughter – the one who advises me on shopping trips using three words: frumpy or not frumpy. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: The Turtle Tsar

My pal, Lisa Metheny, and I got up before dawn and headed out to Orange Beach last May to meet the Turtle TSar, Mike Reynolds. We were in Alabama, courtesy of the Alabama Gulf Coast CVB, to fish and report about the current state of the Gulf and its waters. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: Lions and Prois and Bears … oh, what a (Ladies’) night at the Powder Horn

“I know you’re probably uber busy,” said Kirstie Pike, because she likes to use Urban Dictionary words, and she continued, and I paraphrase, “so, you probably wouldn’t be able to join me in Bozeman, Mont., in August for ‘Ladies’ Night’ at the Powder Horn.”

Hmmm … Bozeman, Mont., in August. Temperature: 74 degrees in the daytime. Fishing. Fly-fishing. Mountains. 74 degrees.  Wine. Fun. Kirstie Pike. 74 degrees.

“I’m not busy,” I replied. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: ‘Rowing for the Cure’ on the Madison River

“Dude! What is totally with the pink boat?”

My pal, Kirstie Pike (Prois Hunting Apparel), and I heard that and we saw that attitude as our guide Robert Eddins, of RO Drift Boats, Bozeman, Mont., rowed us down the Madison River for a little outing in the pink boat. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: Profiling can be a good thing

You may have noticed a lot of news out there lately about the upward trending of women and outdoor pursuits, particularly in the area of hunting. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: Camo Gramma pays her first visit

I’m in love again. This time it’s with two little girls that together don’t even weigh five pounds: Velma and Bertha, my twin granddaughters who now lie in state-of-the-art incubators in a hospital too far away from my home. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: Chigger City, SD — Population? Millions and millions

My sister and I stood in the kitchen at the lodge in South Dakota waiting impatiently for her fancy schmancy coffee maker with the grinder included to color some water brown for us. We’d been up late the night before and needed a caffeine boost to head out to the prairie again in the morning to find dog towns. Read more

Babbs in the Woods: A wedding announcement and then, the twins arrive

Even when life hits you with good stuff, it’s overwhelming sometimes!

For example, our only daughter and therefore, our favorite daughter, just announced about 10 days ago, that she and Camo Mom’s son are getting hitched. I am responsible for introducing the two of them, and now, in January, I will stand on a beach in Belize and witness the marriage of my daughter to a wonderful guy – who happens to be in training to be a wildlife biologist! Read more

Babbs in the Woods: There’s a reason the zipline comes last

I looked my son in the eyes. I had to look up at him because he is 8 inches taller than I am. We stood on a 40-foot platform that overlooked a cow pasture in the Ozarks. “OK, is this going to jerk my neck back when I do this?” I asked.

“No, Mom,” he said coolly, “Just step off the platform and put your arms out. It’ll be all right.” Read more

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