November 19th-30th 2025   How lucky are we that we cry when goodbyes are said. I started this entry on November 19th and on through my travels. Not knowing that Steve Hall would quote just about the same feeling but better, "You know when people are tearing up saying goodbye that you're doing something right." Gratitude overflows to your eyes as the tears run, thinking about your mid-west family. When days move by so fast with laughter and the smell of the gun powder at first

I’m sitting down so that means a lot. Since October 1st life has been a PUSH. To wake in the dark, to load the dogs and head out. To put on your camo and sit with the setting sun with your bow hanging nearby. We try to not take life too seriously these days as we bee-bop around field to field, forest to forest. But you can’t help the drive. The drive that wakes you up every morning to fulfill the life that you have created. That most importantly you have earned. Laughter with

If they ain’t talking, we walking, was the name of the game as I tagged out with only 3 days to go for 2024 Spring turkey. This bird was...

11/9/24 - Somewhere in South Dakota It’s at sunset when the dust settles. And our shadows grow long. Our breaths draw a little deeper As...

2/18/24 The air shifted. The humidity settled; a cold mist suspended around me, unearthing the smell of rotting leaf litter beneath my...