Getting my Hoot Owl Call Back. DRAFT: TUESDAY, JANUARY 14, 2025   I step out of my truck onto our family land in Dry Creek. It’s so quiet. No artificial noise. Until I make my hoot-owl call. I cup my hands to my mouth, “Hoot-hoo-hoot-hoot-hoot-hoot-hoot-alllll.’ It echoes back from the surrounding woods. I smile. I know I’m coming out of …

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