Tag Archives: Traditional camping

A Joust Among Wilderness Tenants

Seventeen wood ducks winged low. Lavender and orange backlit a dark tree line as the three groups pulsed back and forth to the southeast. Two stragglers flew overhead, just beyond the Northwest gun’s effective distance. Oak leaves took no notice, … Continue reading

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“Stripping Branches”

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“Disappointed Voyageur”

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“Pigeon River Arrival”

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Our Own Historical Version of Eden

Pesky deer flies failed to dampen that morn, in the Year of our Lord, 1796. Sunlight spears penetrated through the lush canopy, scattering splotches of light hinter and yon upon the forest floor. The aroma of spring greenery and dry, … Continue reading

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“Time for Fishing”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“It is a Good Morning…”

Campfire smoke mingled with a thick, soupy fog. A yellowy-orange light lurked behind a silhouetted eastern tree line. Calm, humid air carried the scent of smoldering oak, damp canvas and a faint whiff of backcountry bacon. Dew droplets splashed as … Continue reading

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Returned to its Rest…

Light snow fell. White, ball-like granules the size of goose shot pattered on damp leaves. Dark clouds, the color of quenched iron, brought a chill that caused a humble fort hunter’s nose to drip. Winter moccasins, lined with two layers … Continue reading

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