It’s rained quite a bit this summer and Pittsburgh, as representative of western Pennsylvania, has received 14 inches above normal rainfall for this time of the year. Local rivers were flooding (some extremely) yesterday morning and many Pittsburghers couldn’t make it to work. Few people were going fishing. It put my plans on […]Read more "Seize the (very wet) Day!"
WikiparX is, foremost, a reflection of me, Cedric Keith. I’ve thought throughout my life about starting an outdoor business and about just what kind of a business that should be. My first foray into this realm was the selling of my own flies (fly fishing lures) beginning at about the age of […]Read more "Announcing WikiparX"
Since joining Facebook a couple of years back, I’ve repeatedly run into kind of a generic post that circulates in outdoor groups. It reads something like this: I want to hike (or fish or run trails or snowshoe) but I live in Dayton, Ohio (Or any other city on the whole North American […]Read more "TRUE OUTDOORSMANSHIP"
I can’t imagine yet what 2018 holds but I’m trying to. One thing’s certain – without goals and effort, I’m at the mercy of shifting winds and shiftless people. So, I’ve started with some new habits, practices and ambitions this year as many of us do around January 1. Some thought about my […]Read more "A 2018 Prospectus"
Let’s start easy on this one. I provide food, a living place and clothing for myself by caring for the needs of an elderly group of Pittsburgh’s citizens and the building they live in. The residents don’t give to my charity and I don’t threaten them at gunpoint to give me their money, yet […]Read more "Capitalism As Sustainability Part 1"
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"
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"