It’s bound to happen, right? One of these days, the Field Ethos crew is going to take a reader to Africa, and in typical Field Ethos fashion, the Instagram post announcing the contest will find some way to mock or demean us.
and the prompt will say something like, ‘tell us why we ought to take you on safari.’ I’m not getting any younger, so instead of waiting around for that post, I decided to send my entry preemptively.
I’m fluent in all African dialects, from Afrikaans to Zulu.
I secrete a pheromone
Tom Selleck regularly asks me for mustache tips.
I’ve got four arrows in my quiver; three girls and a boy. In order to protect my only begotten’s privacy, I won’t mention his first name, but I will tell you that his middle name is Win Mag.
If, after reading that, you’re tempted to start assigning laps, hold on and hear me out.
Okay, okay, so those are exaggerations. Can’t blame a guy for padding the old resume, can you? But this last reason I ought to be included in the next Field Ethos African Safari is God’s honest truth. Scout’s honor truth. Cross my heart and hope to die truth. For reasons all my own, I’ve chosen to live a life abstaining from alcohol, which means that you lushes can split my share of the booze.
When do we leave?
Wright Outdoors 