Mike's Gone Fishin'... Again

I turned sixty this month. Celebrated it quietly with a mid-afternoon movie matinee and a nice dinner out with my Mary. It was low-key, in ...

After a week of imprudent and uninhibited British Columbian cutthroats, Mark's advice hit me like a punch in the gut. Technical and ...

Prelude: I turned sixty last week and, quite honestly, I've spent the past several days trying to come to terms with it. I've start...

It's fun, once again, to have content for the Photo Bin. The recent run of blog posts here has been picture heavy, but that's wha...

If Nikon or Canon (or anyone else, for that matter) could effectively replicate the transformative filter that exists between our eyes and ...

Don’t aim directly at him at first. Point the spray about fifteen feet out and three off the ground, between you and the bear, so if he com...

Note: Look for more upcoming content related to our ten days of wandering around British Columbia, Alberta, and Montana at Hatch ...

“Let’s meet back here at 9:00, just before dark,” Todd shouted over his shoulder as he dropped onto the path at the end of the backcount...

There’s a new body-scrubbing puff in my shower this morning. I notice it as I let the warm waters wash away ten days of road dust and it ...