Angus and I headed to the hills yesterday to see if we could find some chukar. These birds live in steep, rocky, hard to reach places. It is always a workout, and those who hunt chukar regularly are obsessed with it, and in very good physical condition. And their feet usually hurt because of the …
Last Train to Clarksville
I was on the treadmill at the YMCA today and this song came on my Shuffle. For some reason it hit me like a ton of bricks. Why? I'd heard Cassandra Wilson's cover before, but never in inescapable circumstances like this. Earphones. Long stretch of time ahead. Getting nailed by music has always been a …
Running with dogs
[Going through the early days of this blog, I found a bunch of posts that never got published for some reason, so I thought, "Why not?" This one's from 7/23/2010] Angus running free In my oh so valiant effort to "stay fit" (an exaggeration of what really is a vain, terror-filled, half-assed attempt to keep …