Tales of the Hunts
Fossil hunting
Have you ever had an activity described to you and immediately thought, “I’m going to be so good…
Tales of the Hunts
Red Dog Revival
Our Golden Retriever, Sage, goes by many names: Sage, Good Boy, Bad Dog, Worst Dog, and Red Dog.…
Tales of the Hunts
A birthday buck
The cold, damp December air immediately chilled us as we walked away from the truck. My wife walked…
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Time to trade
A few weeks ago, my wife and I went to Highlands, NC, for our wedding anniversary. After being…
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Adventure napping
In the outdoor industry, companies are looking for the next big craze. In the backpacking world, “ultralight gear”…
Tales of the Hunts
Hobby hunting
Scrolling through social media, a video of a guy loaded down with gear caught my eye. The title…
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Anyone can run a machine
A few weeks ago, I wrote about the storm destroying our fence and the subsequent joy of our…
Tales of the Hunts
Where are the Waxhaws?
South Carolina’s history and geography are near and dear to my heart. All South Carolina third-graders used to…
Tales of the Hunts
Helene was for the dogs
The power and destruction on display two Fridays ago shook my family to its core. By the time…
Tales of the Hunts
The odd dog in
Being the youngest of three kids, I had a secret fear that now seems silly. My brother, sister,…
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