Category Archives: Friendship

Hunting camp faux pas

Friendship is a curious thing. Handle it like crystal and it will become cloudy, turn brittle and soon shatter. Kick it around like a football and it will get scuffed, battered and worn but will still be ready for game … Continue reading

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Something peculiar

    In the very long struggle to find out your own true character there is the real possibility you’ll discover a simpleton beneath the skin, or at least something deeply peculiar.             – Jim Harrison (1937-2016), American writer of … Continue reading

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Scars

A man is the sum of his scars. ~from the novel Blood Sport – A Journey up the Hassayampa by Robert F. Jones (1934-2002) God will not look you over for medals, degrees or diplomas, but for scars. ~Elbert Hubbard … Continue reading

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Three Guns

You are granted a year’s leave of absence from work and family responsibilities, handed an itinerary of a few dozen hunts across the North American continent, provided with all the necessary equipment, and are sent forth on this dream of … Continue reading

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For Auld Lang Syne

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere! and gie’s a hand o’ thine! And we’ll tak’ a right gude-willie waught, for auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my jo, for auld lang syne, we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness … Continue reading

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Bear hunt

Bear hunt Remembering Dave Wade: A tribute delivered at his Celebration of Life Service, August 26, 2014 Dave Wade was the best and closest friend I have had in my life. His friendship was so precious to me, and his passing … Continue reading

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Gone on ahead

When I heard those words on the telephone – “Dave’s gone”- I did not feel the emptiness of death but only the loneliness of departure, as if I had been told, “Dave’s left on his elk hunting trip to the … Continue reading

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