I was surprised to see another hunter had beaten me to the boat ramp. Waves from a hard north wind were lapping against the bank when the graying man walked up to me and asked if I was hunting alone.

A fallow rice field isn’t the first place you expect to find divers, but it’s the first place I ever found them. Unlike most rice fields, this field had one-person cane blinds stuck out in the middle ...

OCONTO - The rising sun lit the eastern horizon with a reddish-orange glow, that much was clear. But it took a minute for my brain to come to terms with a couple other things my eyes were seeing over ...

A new museum will house wooden boats that plied the Currituck Sound when world-class duck hunting and bass fishing were livelihoods for local watermen and passions for the wealthy. The 10,000 ...