At the urging of fishing-nut buddy Brandon Rogers – who suddenly had an empty spot on a boat heading out for steelhead on the Columbia near the Tri-Cities – I spent the day after Solstice thrashing the big river. I came off the river to a phone call from a new homey...
Last minute outdoor Christmas gifts? Hardly. You have almost a week. With all the gift opportunities of Paradise, that’s a lifetime, and cost is negotiable. As you may recall, I like to start with a gift of time – truly focused time spent with youngsters or family...
The Old Man, my father, loved our “tree hunt.” He explained to his three sons that we hunted deer so that we could sustain our physical selves through winter, but our Christmas tree hunt was to sustain our spirits through whatever lean times might come. He had...
Over a too-brief Thanksgiving holiday, I took a run to Denver and all those grand-hucklings I just don’t see enough. Somewhere in there, I found some individual one-on-one time with the little bra.., uh, people. One of the boys – seven-year-old Kristian – and I took a...