Archive for January 14th, 2011



January 14, 2011

Eight GBP, fourteen Aussies of true Alaska buckskin and sheep horns, born to ride the white water in search of calm water to part the deep water and clear the holding water.  An alpine crawling, muskeg slogging deer getter with a flair for wing shooting and standing dead wood.  Up in the morning to search the skyline; up at night to hear the wolves, he waits for the equinox to tip the planet so he can know past doubt that all is well.

And all is well.

Mama’s in awe; sisters are smitten; and Papa’s proud as a thundering grouse in Spring.

Welcome to the river, Son.

I love you.