So there was this one day I took a rhinestoned city slicker out on a forest tour. This, ahem, lady thought she knew everything about the wilderness. She’d read books, don’t yah know. She graduated from the Ivy League in[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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You take your good with the bad when you are a vacation destination. Most of the visitors are nice people, but there are always those who cut out of line when God was handing out the nice genes. There was[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
What happens when an author dies and a new author is brought in to write the continuing adventures of an existing hero? Change. Change happens. The Bourne Trilogy of books was this very interesting psychological thriller kind of story. It[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Pictured here is my Old Jeep, Me, and my New Jeep. It is a bitter sweet picture. I gave up my Old Jeep this week. She was a good vehicle and got me through many storms up here in Minnesnowta[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
A new car came into my life today. Well…yesterday now. She’s a nice car. One of those commuter Jeeps designed mostly for running in town. I wouldn’t take her off road the way I could my old Liberty, but the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Many of you have seen the Jason Bourne movies. I’ve seen them all and loved them. I recently decided to read the books as well, figuring I would like to see that side of them. Well, as often happens in[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
One of the things to keep in mind about the Northern Minnesota I grew up in is that we weren’t really a wilderness. We billed ourselves as one, and we went to great efforts to keep our lands looking like[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I grew up with a handgun on my hip in Northern Minnesota. Not the kind of hand cannon Texas issued us during The War, but there is wildlife in Minnesota woods. Some of it can even be dangerous if you[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I had a friend over this weekend who is sadly deficient on his Marvel Cinematic Universe movie watching habit, so we decided to have some fun and start watching them all. Whenever he comes over, we’ll grab another one and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I grew up on crisp winter nights with steaming hot cocoa warming my hands and lips. I walked on frozen lakes and drilled holes in the ice to fish. I rode snowmobiles and skies across frozen landscapes. I lived through[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…