musings of an outdoorsman
“This aint nuth’n. The other day I was out here and it was like a black cloud you couldn’t see through.” That was the statement one of the guys at the ranch told me yesterday morning, as the first signs of mosquitos made their dreaded appearance. It was a big
“I feel like anyone who prays and asks for something in exchange is a piece of s*^t.” Those were the words one of my colleagues at work uttered. I was actually shocked, because he is the first person I’ve heard say how I feel. For as long as I can
B.J. Palmer wrote, “You never know how far reaching something you think, say, or do today will affect the lives of millions tomorrow.” On Wednesday, as I pulled onto the property, after having survived a long day at work, I noticed something sitting at my front door. “What da? What
Here I am sitting under a pop-up tent. Oh, nothing, just raining… Again! I wanted to hit up the river this weekend, but as usual on the weekends, rain. In fact, it’s supposed to rain for four days. I strolled down to the creek here at the ranch. Already the
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