Cool indeed, and know the feeling.


a good guy and sheep hunter extraordinaire showed me a cliff cave, with paintings on the wall and the ceiling blackened by that long ago burnt wood.

some good places to hunt, stay good for many, many years.

those boys were hunting for real though, to live, I've often thought what could they have done with the optics we have at our disposal?


I'm pretty certain when we sing our anthem and mention the land of the free, the original intent didn't mean cell phones, food stamps and birth control.