Eating Garbage

I carefully lifted the lid off our big stainless steel stock pot, and a delicious-smelling cloud of white, billowing steam rose gently heavenward. The entire kitchen was immediately filled with the mouthwatering aroma of cooked pork. As a matter of fact, I’m actually getting kinda hungry right now, just thinking about it.

The view inside the pot, however, was markedly different…


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Why I Always Carry A Knife


It should have been a nice, quiet, relaxing walk — just a fun little afternoon stroll with the family, y’know? It certainly started out that way… Sure, the sky was a little overcast, and the road was a little muddy, but it wasn’t anything too crazy. At any rate, Lindsey and I certainly weren’t expecting to have any adventures. And I definitely didn’t expect to be needing my knife!

But alas, only 5 minutes into our walk, there I stood, gripping my knife with white knuckles, my breathing heavy, my heart hammering in my chest.

And less than 2 feet in front of me stood a raging 4-point buck! Continue reading “Why I Always Carry A Knife”