Tight Lines and Tuna

As the boat pitched forward into the early morning darkness of the Mid-Atlantic, I lay on the wet deck staring … More

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The giant skunk stood between two trees 33 yards away. I had a narrow lane through the branches and saplings … More

Yesterday evening I finally sat in my easy chair at the end of a busy day. My legs and back … More

As we bumped and bounced our way along route 90 outside of Boston, people in cars beeped and waved as … More

I was standing at the checkout counter in a local convenience store post-run. I was still sweaty, and wet and … More

“Congratulations! You have been selected from the waiting list for the following race and event. Phunt: 25K on 1/18/2020″ I … More

Testing! Testing 1 2 3. Hello? Hi all! It’s been a while since we talked. I’ve been suffering from a … More

“Slow down to Island Time”. This was written on one of the sixty or so billboards along the route 175 … More

“Trail shoes or road shoes?” This was the question I asked myself after registering for the Run to the Rock … More

“Got him”! The exclamation came from my buddy Joe as his fishing rod bent into a parabola. Clearly a large … More

“Ouch. Perhaps I better stop and have a look at my heel.” I thought this just after my Garmin clicked … More