Adventure into the wild
“I passed the big powerful flashlight to my left hand with the spear and kneeling down keeping my eyes locked on Bobo, quietly picked up a heavy log of golden birch with my empty hand. Bobo went back to snuffling and licking and knocked over pots and pans. Contrary to a common myth bears have amazing eyesight and their night vision is superior to humans. He had seen me at close distance and did not care. This surprised me.”
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By Wagon and Water
“The sun was sinking red as the horse pulled the wagon alongside the singing river. A trout jumped and the splashing waters sparkled like wine as the river wound along its ancient path to the salt sea. The fragrant air came to us softly from the fresh-cut fields and the wooded hills rose gently from the fertile valley. The black reins came back to my hands and the thick leather felt good.”
Into the Heart of the Highlands
Chapter 6
“Hot, aching, tired and bleeding the sweat and blood ran into my eyes. I plodded onward and upward despite the pain and nastiness of in all. The straps cut into my shoulders and the blackflies crawled into my ears. My heart pounded. Gravity bore its merciless force upon my mortal frame and my bones ached.
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Choppers and Good Cheer
“If the river is to become resilient again and the pools to deepen, it is our responsibility as conscious humans to use the bright flames of science, logic and reason to solve the problems we have created. The salmon need us to hold the torch high and not have it darkened by corporate interests and profit. “
Poetry
The Spirit Bull
High in the Breton hills of old there,
rules a beast supreme.
Pure white his massive bulk stands out,
A dream within a dream…