Robert U. Montgomery

August 2019

Creepy Crawlies


Creepy Crawlies



The next time the fish aren’t biting, you can always skip rocks or chase frogs. But here is another fun thing that you can do: Go exploring for creepy crawlies under the rocks and logs that lie in the shallows of your favorite stream or pond.


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Who Let the Frogs Out?

Who Let the Frogs Out?




My second illustrated children's book,
Who Let the Frogs Out?, will be out this fall. These books teach kids about nature and encourage them to go outside to experience it for themselves.


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Here's an excerpt:

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When it got dark enough, we'd chase and catch fireflies, which our parents also called "lightning bugs." One night, Matt said that we should feed some of the bugs to a toad. "I'll bet his belly would light up," he said.

And he was right. It did! A little ball of light bounced up and down on the road in the dark as the toad hopped away. We laughed until our sides hurt. And the toad got a free supper, so I think that he liked it too.

Matt was like the "mad scientist" of our group that we called "The Four Musketeers." He made the best grades and knew lots of stuff that the rest of us didn't. My name is Bobby. And I tell you all about our gang--- Matt, Carl, Benny, and me--- in
Who Let the Bugs Out? If you haven't read it, you should!

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You can check out
Who Let the Bugs Out? at my Amazon author page. I also have Bass Fishing for Kids in Kindle format.

https://www.amazon.com/Robert-U-Montgomery/e/B005J1K9T2/ref=dp_byline_cont_book_1

Legendary Fish

Legendary Fish


A frayed piece of leader owns a place of honor at my desk. It was left to me by a “legendary fish.”

That’s my own term so I’m not surprised if you haven’t heard it before. For me, “legendary fish” is one rung up the ladder from “big,” “trophy,” and even “fish of a lifetime.”

Of course, pursuit of a trophy is one of our prime motivators. And losing a big one fuels the fire in our belly even more. If we can’t get the one that got away, we want one even larger.
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August--- My Least Favorite Month


(From
Fish, Frogs, and Fireflies--- Growing Up With Nature)

Ask me what I like about nature, and I can write a book. Ask me what I don’t like, and I need just one word: August.

Your August might not be the same as mine, especially if you live in a northern state. My August in the Missouri Ozarks is hell on earth, with no regard for the calendar. Typically it extends from the middle of July to the middle of September. But it could raise its demonic head in early July and its forked tail might not slither into fall until October.

What don’t I like about August? For starters, mosquitoes, chiggers, ticks, sweat bees, and flies. August is a banner month for them all here at my house in the woods. Only then do I barbeque before an audience of thousands, none of them human and all of them believing that I am the entrée. Only then am I crawled on, sucked on, and stung so many times that I feel them scurrying up my legs, scooting along my back, and whining in my ears --- even when they are not.
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Pets, as Well as Wildlife, Endangered by Discarded Fishing Tackle, Line

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Discarded fishing line, especially with attached hooks and baits, maims or kills a multitude of fish and wildlife species annually. I've written about this often, encouraging anglers to pick up after themselves, as well as the slobs who give our sport a bad name by tossing their discarded line and lures, as well as other trash, in the water and along the shorelines.

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