Tag: The Game Warden’s Son
Greenheads and Muddy Sneakers
“Dad, can I go with you?” I pleaded. “There’s no school tomorrow.” I enjoyed riding on patrol, weekends and sometimes after school—whenever I didn’t have…
A Trip to the Islands
I first experienced California’s Channel Islands in 1959, as an excited eleven-year-old passenger aboard the Fish and Game patrol boat Marlin. My father, California Fish…
Our Friends the Reptiles
“I’m waiting,” taunted Darrell, his threatening mug now two inches from my face. My stomach churned and my heart pounded furiously as adrenaline coursed through…
We’ve Moved My Author Blog to a New Location
In preparation for the release of my new book in March, we’ve moved my author blog to steventcallan.com.
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Poaching in the Parks
The recent killing of Hwange National Park’s beloved icon, Cecil the Lion, has brought to mind a number of outrageous poaching incidents that occurred right…
Splashing Salmon and Giant Sycamores
I’m sometimes asked if I had any favorite places to work during my twenty-one years supervising the warden force in western Shasta County. Lower Battle…