I've been writing, shooting and hunting every spare moment since I was a boy. I never was very good at any of the three then, nor have I improved much. However, I engage in all three activities with mirthful exuberance.
I spent my youth yearning to get off the family homestead on Battle Mountain in Kalama, Washington. Everything about being stuck in the hills annoyed me, and there was always a lot of work to do. I left home, joined the Air Force to see the world and make my fortune, and spent four years in Wichita Falls, Texas. If there's any place on the world that will make you pine for home, it's Wichita Falls.
I left Texas, the Air Force, and Wichita Falls in my rear view mirror, bought the family homestead from my folks, and went home. Here on the hill, my wife and I are raising a son and a daughter that are probably annoyed at being stuck on the hill and can't wait to get the heck out of here.
I shot my first Deer when I was 12, my first Elk when I was 14, and my first Bear last year at 41, and when the leaves start turning colors, that means I'm getting ready to hunt. It's what I do in the fall, and I enjoy sharing that time with my son and friends.
I get my fingernails dirty every day working for a living, fixing heating, air conditioning, and refrigeration equipment. I know how hard it is to earn a buck, and how many different priorities are trying to take that buck. I'll always keep that in mind while comparing new equipment in real world conditions, and letting you know what I think of it. I aim to give you an honest, earnest opinion, and hopefully an entertaining read in the process.