Thursday, December 21, 2017

Woodberry Alumni Hunt




Duck hunting on the Currituck sound is special.  Even more so when you get to hunt with good buddies who you haven't seen in a while. 

There's the waterfowling history of the place.  The ducks, on their way south down the Atlantic flyway, have made the sound a duck hunting destination for over one hundred years.  Generations of Currituck watermen have guided not only North Carolinians here, but also hunters from all over the country.  

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Salt Marsh Black Duck

I always try to live by the Boy Scout motto, "Be Prepared."  You never know when Murphy's Law will come into play.



However, just like how you never know when something will go wrong, you never know when something will go right.  Sometimes you're given a rare opportunity.  But to take advantage of this opportunity, you've got to be ready. 


A Return to Wyoming


This past summer I returned to Wyoming.  I've finally gotten around to typing a word or two about it.  



Saturday, January 21, 2017

From the Carolina Swamps to the Flats of Belize


The Toyota truck's odometer gained more than 1,000 miles in the days before and after Christmas. Rolling down both country roads and interstates alike.  Wilson to Creswell.  Creswell to Knotts Island.  Knotts Island back to Wilson.  Wilson to Wilmington.  Wilmington to Laurinburg.  Laurinburg to Charlotte.  And finally, coming full circle, back to Wilson on the day after Christmas.

But almost as soon as we were back, we were gone again.  Now it was off to Belize.  We'd never really done a big family trip like this, and thankfully, there'd be some fishing involved.  With my brother, my mom, two of my cousins, and their mom, we'd be flying to Belize City, and then hopping on a Cessna Grand Caravan and flying half an hour out to San Pedro on Amber Gris Caye.