
Hunting
Where the Antelope Play
“What is that smell?” I asked Kody, as I stepped out of the truck. The pungent aroma assaulted my nose with that of freshly sliced peppers. Kody was my guide for the next three days […]
“What is that smell?” I asked Kody, as I stepped out of the truck. The pungent aroma assaulted my nose with that of freshly sliced peppers. Kody was my guide for the next three days […]
My longbow died in August. Odd to think of a longbow as a living thing, but I always have. So much goes in to the making of a bow – passion, anxiety, sweat, tears, blood – it isn’t a stretch … Continue reading → […]
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