This is a busy time of year for us outdoorsy people. This is a time of year that fishing picks up. Most anglers will tell you that this is the time to increase your chances to catch a musky. Others insist this is a great time of year to go chasing walleye or pike. Our morning commutes get a little foggier as the water is much warmer than the cool dawn air. There certainly is something dreamlike about being on a still lake watching the fog raise and dropping a line into the water.
For me, the beginning of scouting took place in 1980 when I became a Cub Scout. With the help of our Den Mothers, my fellow Scouts and I advanced through the ranks as youth learning different woodworking projects, leather works, leaf rubs and plaster molds of animal tracks in sand. A highlight for most Cub Scouts is the Pinewood Derby, where you run five-ounce cars carved from pine to race down a track competing against your fellow den to determine which boy's (and especially Dad's) car will take the top prize.