I was told this afternoon that my recent musings here have seemed like I’m searching for something, some kind of sign. And then, on the way home, there it was, the sign. Ironically, it’s a sign viewed by thousands of travellers each day, for whom it undoubtedly has a far different meaning than it did… Continue reading Searching for a sign
I may be risking eternal damnation for this egregious breach of faith. But I need to ponder a question which has frequently bothered me in the past, because it became personal this weekend. I have long been amused by the tendency of believers who have suffered some tragic mishap to thank the deity of their… Continue reading St. Hubert: Savior or loser?
For the last few days, it seems that the infamous Murphy has been hell-bent to complicate my life with his unbreakable law. It’s been said that Murphy couldn’t have been a horseman, because he was too optimistic. And, as I’ve pointed out before, he really wasn’t a horseman. He was an Air Force flight test… Continue reading Take that, Murphy!
Yeah, I realize October started a while ago. This is the third Wednesday that I’ve been faced with the tough decision of whether to get up at 5:00 AM to go hunting, or sleep until 6:00 and go to work. Looking at it from that perspective, that extra hour of sleep doesn’t seem much like… Continue reading It’s finally October
The photographic evidence isn’t very clear, because I wasn’t expecting today to be a photo-op and wasn’t well equipped. But Crossbo had yet another encounter with a celebrity surrogate rider. Like last year’s experience with the Mounties, I once again entrusted Crossbo to the hands of someone who was frustrated with my inability to achieve… Continue reading Crossbo does the D-word
Apparently, I’ve been a negligent cad, so I’ll attempt to belatedly atone for my sin of omission. The weekend before last, Crossbo and I joined some of our buddies at Masterson Station Park for a romp around the cross-country course. It was recently brought to my attention that I had dissed him by failing to… Continue reading But he’s ALWAYS awesome!
Once again, it’s the first Saturday in May, when the whole world turns its eyes towards Kentucky for that overly hyped two-minute sprint in Louisvile, aka the Kentucky Derby. Even the Queen of England was here this year (which may or may not be a step up from the usual assortment of Hollywood has-beens who… Continue reading Run for the Rolex
I realize there has been a shortage of horseplay topics here recently. That hasn’t been dure to a shortage of horseplay. Although January and February basically sucked, March was a pretty good month. But if I had written about each hunt, they all would have been about the same: “Crossbo was awesome. We had fun.”… Continue reading Season Summary
The lesson for today was obviously “Do the right thing”. And now, at the end of the day, the right thing was obviously hunting. But earlier in the day, if I had been superstitious, I might have wondered if I was being set up for a different lesson about priorites or tempting fate.
The entire long Thanksgiving weekend was blessed with beautiful weather, and I was able to maintain tradition with a Thanksgiving day hunt. Unfortunately, there was no opportunity to cut anybody’s clothes off (a tradition which has probably never been explained here, since it dates back to the pre-blog era), but other traditions were appropriately honored.… Continue reading Thanksgiving Triple Treat