March 29, 2021
That which once was wild within me is increasingly becoming domesticated.
February 8, 2021
As I mature, I’m figuring out that the gift of a long box isn’t just the gift of a gun. It’s the gift of anticipation and expectation.
October 16, 2020
I’d spent 24 hours in a stand. I was sore. I was hungry. I was tired. But I got my bear.
August 3, 2020
Go ahead, build the knife of your dreams. Live happily ever after.