Ramblings

when I talk too long…


Red Sky at Morning

I once sailed to the Slate Islands of Argyll with an old man missing part of his nose. No heed was taken of his warning and our birlinn foundered when the waves rose. Just two men of the score that were the crew scrambled to the landing craft. I bent […]


View of the side of French Basin Road, Sula Montana

Alongside the Road

Outdoorsmen are comprised of memories of hunts, fishing trips, and trapline sagas. Sometimes the memory is enhanced by the adrenaline created from a near death experience while on the adventure. This explains why these memories are seared into an outdoorsman’s brain. The adventures are sometimes shared with other individuals the […]