The Outer Banks of North Carolina provide some of the best surf fishing in the world.
Sometimes, the end of a fishing charter just kind of fizzles out. Maybe the captain had a hard time finding the fish or maybe the weather is just plain bad. Sometimes, the ride back to the dock is warmed by a perfect trip and this was that kind of ride.
I recently watched the Barrett auto auction and saw an L6 1970 Chevelle convertible bring $230,000.
Some men and women have ice water in their arteries. I am not one of those.
Even though Adam was a few feet away, I could clearly hear his breath.
Spring is almost here and we’ve passed the winter doldrums.
When I looked at the clock, it was 2:15 a.m.
It was my first turkey hunt.
This week, I shot quail in Clinton, South Carolina at the Clinton House Game Preserve.
Uncle Evander carefully placed eighteen Zesta Saltine crackers on the green Formica of his kitchen counter.
Some think that life during your youth is better than it is once you gain maturity. I am not one of them.
For most of my life, I’ve lived by a simple rule.
This week, I heard a teaser on a local news channel asking the question, “Is there life after 50?”
This is the time of year I used to dread.
Life without a dog is less interesting.