Figuring out first-hand food
After our first fruitless, deerless day, we changed the plan. Cape Cod has a military base called the Massachusetts Military Reserve, a 22,000-acre tract. Every year, they open about half of it to deer hunters. You have to register in advance, which I’d done, and they let in up to 500 hunters each day. Because [...]
I won’t keep you in suspense. I didn’t shoot a deer. I didn’t see a deer, I didn’t hear a deer, I didn’t even step in deer shit. It was a relentlessly deerless day. Basically, we made a mistake. Like real estate, the first three rules of deer hunting are location, location, location. If you [...]
Deer season opens on Monday. Or rather, that’s when the shotgun season starts. Archery season is already open, but I’m not even close to being able to go out with a bow and arrow. Unfortunately, I don’t even feel close to going out with a shotgun. My shotgun is a 20 gauge Remington 870 with [...]
The government’s got a lot to say about hunting and fishing. I have what’s called a sporting license, a Massachusetts license that covers both hunting and freshwater fishing. I also have a federally issued saltwater fishing permit, a state lobster license, and a shellfishing permit from the town of Barnstable. Oh, and a Massachusetts license [...]
Our introduction to our plumber’s sportsman side came when he installed a tankless water heater for us, about a year and a half ago. We’d only had the house for a few months when the seventies-era water heater, which we’d been warned about during the home inspection, crapped out. Enter Bob, the plumber recommended by [...]
Tamar Haspel has been writing about food and health for over a decade. She recently moved from Manhattan to Cape Cod. She’s adjusting well. [Read More …]
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