I struck as causal a pose as I could muster and dispensed fuel into my truck at a gas station on the Denver Metro-Vomit’s periphery on a sunny, cool autumn afternoon. I struggled to blend in with the suburbanites and Read More
What’s the First Day of Every Hunting Season?
There you sit in the forest or atop a sage covered hillside, gun in hand as time limps tediously away. Sunlight fades to dark twilight and another hunting season ends. Now what? It’s an old truism; a hunting season’s last Read More