Marsh Olympics

It was still dark in the pre-dawn hours of a Thursday morning when I shook hands with Capt. Chad Dufrene and we sat down for breakfast at Rose’s Café in Golden Meadow.[…]


Sportsman Survivor

Time travel is a scary proposition.

For one thing, you never know if the portal you slide down is two ways. I mean, really, when you’re vaporized from one era and reconstructed in another, is there any guarantee you’ll be able to get back to where you started?[…]


Ditch Digger

The wind whipped across Toledo Bend the day after a front passed, and Joe Joslin wasn’t look forward to running north from his camp to the relative protection of Six Mile Creek.[…]