I now have a nine-year-old son who is my pride and joy. I refer to him here quite often. Jensen is a great looking kid who plays Xbox and several youth sports. He loves the outdoors and is halfway through the third grade. Jensen is so dang spoiled and has thousands of Nerf guns. J
“Cabin fever” hits us all, whether we try to avoid it or not. After days in a row of overcast skies, falling snow and below freezing temperatures, it is difficult not to be bitten by the feeling of being closed in with little hope of getting outside. Fortunately, within a few days, the weather changes
I was sick. I wasn’t suffering from nausea or some variety of the flu, instead it was that knot in the pit of your stomach you get when something has happened that twists your mind all up with negative thoughts and you just can’t stop thinking about it. I cursed myself for having missed the
Well, it’s official. The results are finally in. Our beloved Loyalsock Creek was recently named the 2018 Pennsylvania River of the Year. Hooray! The general public voted online. They chose from five other nominated waterways from across the state. The Department of Conservation and Natural Resources (DCNR) and the Pennsylvania Organization for Waterways and Rivers
I begin with a confession. Yes, I did recently pen an article in which I discussed choices of rifles and calibers when it comes to deer hunting. And, yes, I sang the praises of a .260 caliber rifle and the 120-grain ballistic tip bullet it uses. The truth remains that I have, over the years,
I truly dig everything about north central PA. I guess you could say I am one of her biggest fans. Seriously. What’s not to love about the 570? This place is just splendid, and our beautiful area is the perfect backdrop for an outdoor enthusiast like me. No. I am not a member of the
The ball has dropped. The New Year’s Eve parties are behind us. Hopefully, our heads have cleared up by now from the revelries of New Year’s Eve, and we can take time to focus on what lies ahead in the coming year. So, steep a pot of tea, or brew a jug of coffee, and
The true measure of a person can be seen by the people they impact throughout life. As Hunter Webb signed his letter of intent to attend Connecticut University he was surrounded by friends, family, coaches, and teachers, who all wanted to share one of the biggest moments in his life. On Tuesday morning of last
With the hunting seasons winding down, it’s time to start concentrating on fishing again. A lot of people are probably saying fishing season is a long way off and fish don’t eat during those long, cold days when lakes are covered in a layer of ice, but nothing could be further from the truth. In
Like so many other things in our daily lives, time seems to be racing by. For me, it doesn’t seem possible that this is the 52nd Webb Weekly column penned in the last year. Often at this time of the year, many publications and television shows are filled with those ‘look back’ features that reflect
“There is an old saying that one can never enter the same river twice. The river is always new; the man is forever changed.”- Mike Crockett and Grant McClintock, Flywater “It is the challenge of the fishing more than it is the catching of the fish.”- Joseph D. Bates, Jr., Atlantic Salmon Flies & Fishing
This is a story of two grandfathers doing what grandfathers often do — stepping up to the plate and hitting a home run… The story really begins with the return of Army Staff Sergeant Shawn Somits (John’s son and Scott’s son-in-law) from his final tour of duty in the Middle East. Shawn was always an
