In this place the rhythms of nature seed a longing for the wild into senses of my life virtually undiscovered. The rapids storming into the lake a mile away, dozens of various song-birds and throaty frogs line the shores with an orchestrated sound menagerie. Two bald eagles chirping nearby at their nest and a distantContinue reading “When Morning Comes”
Author Archives: Gary Fultz
Dare to Adventure
The entrance to a narrow waterway from the canoe (according to our map) looked like we might not fit between the rocks. In the wilderness there are no signs to tell of dangerous rapids, impassable waterways, or floating bog areas. There are no signs to tell you it’s a dead-end after two miles of heavyContinue reading “Dare to Adventure”
Adventures for Story Tellers
Yep, it’s an old picture but the story tells better with age! Trip #57 to the Boundary Water Canoe Area Wilderness is about to begin. Another great bunch of guys and six days traveling lakes and portages that are almost the same as centuries have weathered the landscape. I’m going to get tons of storyContinue reading “Adventures for Story Tellers”
The Art of Seeing and Being in Nature
My alarm went off at 1:00 pm, just enough time to get up and get out of the house for the realtors to sell our house to another prospective buyer. I felt like this old snapping turtle looked; green, sickly, and out of energy from a four-day fight with viruses born from the orcish forcesContinue reading “The Art of Seeing and Being in Nature”
Bye for now
I admired the sunrise this morning. I get to see the daylight come each week day as I drive east to my day job. I have this underlying quest to have several ingredients be a part of each of my days given me on this earth. One is to greet the morning with a kindContinue reading “Bye for now”
More Than a Tackle Box
The old man stopped me a third time in that many months at a breakfast where I volunteer to cook and he volunteers to come and eat. He insisted I stop by his place when I had some time. He had something for me and I would probably like it. He was right. He actedContinue reading “More Than a Tackle Box”
It Starts Here
Life is a lot like a river, It starts somewhere and begins it’s journey. Such a simple concept and easy to take for granted. “Another grandson, cool”, and so the baby talk gushes from parents, grandparents, great grandparents, and so on. Sooner than later for some of us the sledge-hammer of what’s at stake inContinue reading “It Starts Here”
Spring is coming
It looks cold and it is. Ice crystals cover everything in sight after a heavy fog rolling into below zero temperatures. It’s the middle of winter but spring is coming, I know it! I couldn’t help but stay awhile by the side of the lake shooting various pictures. I somehow relate to these old cattail.Continue reading “Spring is coming”
Just Add Frosting
I’m not cutting this weed today; it’s too pretty. Every object seems oddly beautiful dressed in white. The freezing temperatures mixed with a warm heavy fog created thick blankets of stunning crystals. For this event, all wears white! I threw a camera into the car, drove and shot, admired the white world, and 166 picturesContinue reading “Just Add Frosting”
Go Dangerous
It’s now trout season and the hunt will be on for some rainbows and maybe a brown or some square tails through the ice. Who is with me for another adventure? This is much more than a fishing obsession. It’s more about adventure, living on the edge, and venturing into dangerous territories of life. Let’sContinue reading “Go Dangerous”
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