When I was a little kid back in Nova Scotia Canada I caught frogs, built clubhouses on an industrial scale and generally ran wild. I started to acquire some elementary skills that would never help me to get a job but would begin building my career as an outdoorsman. And it was probably at this […]Read more "How to Adventure"
8:30 PM – It’s dark outside and darker here underground. This tunnel allows a tiny brook to flow under the freight yard down to the Allegheny River and allows me to reach the walleye, I can only hope. At least when your fishing begins with sloshing through a dark tunnel to a flooded river, […]Read more "Walleye, the Steel City, and a Long, Cold Night"
It’s twilight now up on the Allegheny Front. As I begin to write something I can still see words taking shape on the page without a light but that won’t last. I might be able to see better elsewhere in the forest but here below tall hemlocks and red spruces, it’s dark. Owls have already […]Read more "Sylvan and Nocturnal"