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Tag Archives: Traditional Woodsman
Fleshing Out a Persona
A silent black crow passed overhead. Sandhill cranes followed, winging west, chortling as they flew. Frost clung to the prairie grasses and dusted my hunt-stained leggins. The Northwest gun’s muzzle swung to the right as I turned quick. Deep-pink clouds … Continue reading
Posted in Living History, Pheasant Hunts
Tagged historical trekking, Mountain Man, Native captive, North West trade gun, Northwest trade gun, trade gun, traditional black powder, traditional black powder hunting, traditional blackpowder, traditional blackpowder hunting, Traditional Woodsman
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“Norm’s Laugh”
“Snapshot Saturday”
Posted in Snapshot Saturday
Tagged Dennis Neely, French D Trade Gun, historical trekking, Mountain Man, North West trade gun, Northwest trade gun, trade gun, traditional black powder, traditional black powder hunting, traditional blackpowder, Traditional camping, Traditional Woodsman
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Seasoning a Soup’s Bland Flavor
Apprehension lingered after each footfall. An impending sadness lurked in the shadows. Dread stalked tree to tree. Winter moccasins crossed the isthmus that divided the nasty thicket, then angled up the steep, slippery slope. Raspberry switches clawed and tugged at … Continue reading
“Watching Upwind”
“Snapshot Saturday”
Posted in Snapshot Saturday
Tagged Dennis Neely, French D Trade Gun, historical trekking, Mountain Man, Native captive, North West trade gun, Northwest trade gun, trade gun, traditional black powder, traditional black powder hunting, traditional blackpowder, traditional blackpowder hunting, Traditional camping, Traditional Woodsman
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“…not quite yet…”
Two hen turkeys clucked, then squabbled. The ruckus came from the south; those birds sounded roosted, an hour after first light. A fox squirrel frolicked at the base of a red oak. Not far away, a blue jay watched from … Continue reading
“Hidden in Winter”
“Snapshot Saturday”
Posted in Snapshot Saturday
Tagged Dennis Neely, French D Trade Gun, historical trekking, Mountain Man, Native captive, North West trade gun, Northwest trade gun, trade gun, traditional black powder, traditional black powder hunting, traditional blackpowder, traditional blackpowder hunting, Traditional camping, Traditional Woodsman
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A Reworked Bison Powder Horn
I just posted another “How-to” installment, this one dealing with reworking a bison powder horn. The project is divided into four parts: how and why I chose a bison horn for my persona, reworking an existing horn that I purchased … Continue reading
The Old Cedar’s Sanctuary
A gentle north wind bit bare skin. Downhill the same contrary wind blew waves of light snow from south to north over the thin gray ice that covered the watering hole. Buffalo hide moccasins trudged on; the evening’s anticipated ambush … Continue reading
