Leave No Trace
Do you like a backwoods campfire? Do you like to stack rocks to make interesting sculptures? If you do, please think twice before doing so.
Bluebird Day
When it’s cold enough to wear a woolen flannel and the skies are bright blue, I think of my friend Dick Bolton. Dick passed away a few years ago too darn young, but he left a handful of us with a better appreciation of the great outdoors.