Spring. Before it gets too hot. Watching my rice sprout. Fall when the rice is being cut. The smell of the dew and the geese coming down for the winter making noise overhead.
Any time I'm in the woods/wild alone or with my boys
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, used up, worn out, bottle of Jim Beam in one hand and a .45 in the other, loudly proclaiming WOW-- What a Ride!"
I have a few. One's my back porch picking my guitar. One's where I used to take our retriever to chase pheasants, One's a stretch of trout stream and the rest are up in the mtn's a few miles from the road where I've hunted several years. Been thinking about where I'd like my ashes to go, I may write up three places where my boys would have to hike in a ways.
Probably not. I am happy a lot of places most of the time but most/all of them would come with times of terror and times of major aggravation as well. Seasonal happy places maybe?
Anyone who thinks there's two sides to everything hasn't met a M�bius strip.
I live on my happy place. I stumbled across it 6+ years ago and God said, "Here,...this is for you". I bought it for a song.
I view it as the reward for all the bullshit I've been through. Maybe that's right,...maybe it's not.
But something must be going on. I left home at 19 without a clue as to how to get by in the world--and everything that has transpired since then has put me here in this situation that I've done nothing to deserve.
I just got up and went to work every day for a half century and it worked out plenty good enough to satisfy an old country boy from the sticks of western Kentucky.
I know other people who did what I did and never ended up with schitt.
Jim; Good morning to you sir, I hope you're all well.
Thanks for the thread, as on a bunch of levels it's a subject near and dear to my heart.
My good wife used to laugh and say if I went missing, if the Appy was gone, I'd be home by dark and if she was still in the horse pen, then I was in the workshop.
For me, having a place where I can go and reflect or get centered or meditate on the uncertain vagaries of life - or all three - is neccesary.
Pretty much anywhere in the the Sandhills and especially if is by the Dismal or Elkhorn or one of the Platte rivers…
“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.” Kaywoodie
Its all right to be white!! Stupidity left unattended will run rampant Don't argue with stupid people, They will drag you down to their level and then win by experience
Sky islands in Southern Arizona, up high at sunset, watching the shadows of the mountains walk across the valley floor below...and the colors from gold to red on the grass flats peppered with mesquite trees.
In the cold, in late January, it's a sunny day, but the sun isn't up. 5-6 dozen duck decoys in front of me, a southern wind, melting ice and a big enough water hole that decoys are swimming. Standing next to a tree in shin deep water.
I'm gonna kill ducks. But that scenario is special.
No pics, even though I have them. You have to imagine the chill, the sunrise, the two stroke fumes, the dog whining, the shotgun actions slamming shut.
S.E. Alaska followed by the interior of Alaska….no place on earth is comparable on a beautiful day. No place on earth is as inhospitable either but that’s what makes it so extraordinary. If I can’t sleep I just think about a float plane ride through the mountains and I’m drifting off…
�Politicians are the lowest form of life on earth. Liberal Democrats are the lowest form of politician.� �General George S. Patton, Jr.
Watching the sunrise in the Badlands of ND, soft breeze beginning, bow in my lap, coyotes start trying to locate each other after a night of hunting, knowing at any moment, the big Muley from the previous evening might come by...
The deer hunter does not notice the mountains
"I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant and fill him with a terrible resolve" - Isoroku Yamamoto
There sure are a lot of America haters that want to live here...
A hi bench in the Wolf mountains, clear day with the dark blue Bighorns in one direction, the Pryors in another direction.
A clear calm summer morning running calm water up near or in the territories, smiling clients in the front of the boat heading for their fish of a lifetime.
My ashes will be divided between the two.
As the saying goes, I’m a lost citizen of nowhere.
Osky
A woman's heart is the hardest rock the Almighty has put on this earth and I can find no sign on it.
Thanks Broken, those photos are day brighteners right there.
You're welcome, Grandkids give a tired life new meaning. That kid is only 5yrs old and already a fishing fool, crappie are his favorite. Grandma sent this picture in and they put him on the CH9 news.
Your life is made up of two dates and a dash, Make the most of the dash.
Down @ the coast in NC. I'm partial to the Gulf Stream off NC or hunting dang near anything. Somewhere around 10-12 weeks for a stream run and then catch a good forecast. Been tough to do the last few years.
"Aim right, squeeze light" " Might as well hit what you're aiming at, it kicks the same whether you miss or not" NRA Life, GOA
^^^^^^ Dude, you got a cool ice cream machine ! ^^^^^^
I thought it was fer sodie pops
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
Tide Change posted one of my favorites, the Wallowa Eagle Cap wilderness. Spent lots of time there, growing up in the valley below. It's right up there with the Umpqua drainage, and the coast.
Tide Change posted one of my favorites, the Wallowa Eagle Cap wilderness. Spent lots of time there, growing up in the valley below. It's right up there with the Umpqua drainage, and the coast.
Heym06 - that's a collage of pictures I took in 2018, after I recovered from 4 major abdominal surgeries. I was gutted like a deer from stem to stern, 4 times in an 18 month period. While I was convalescing and going through therapy to regain my core strength, I kept dreaming about summiting the Matterhorn and Sacajawea one more time in my life. My hope was to see some Rocky Mountain Goats, so I took along a spotting scope. (I left my backpacking fly rod and spinning gear at home to save weight.)
Little did I know I'd be within 35 yards of some goats, and didn't need the scope after all. Meanwhile, trout were rising everywhere you could see, all across Ice Lake where I had set up my base camp. Go figure!
My doctors and surgeons all told me I wouldn't be able to do it, but I'm a fairly stubborn sort and I was going to prove them all wrong.
Joseph is my retirement home now, and I hope to be able to make that trek annually until I eventually croak.
Not a bad place at all to check out of the planet - and one of the best kept secrets of Oregon.
you're gonna ruin that secret if you keep posting here!
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)