Papa Smurf Goes to Italy

I didn’t realize how tired I was from being in Ukraine for so long.

The Best Kept Secret in Ukraine

Ukraine is a diamond. Inside is another better diamond, called Storozhynets.

Something About Fishing (the conclusion)

“We might not all be anglers sitting on the water, but we are all fishermen with a secret place we go to recenter.” 

Something About Fishing (part three)

I had forgotten that there was more to life than work, and the something about fishing I had learned to love, was now lost.

Something About Fishing (part two)

…generally it was just to get out, spend some time with the Mother of us all, and heal the wounds left from the whip of work.

Something about Fishing (part one)

I am not sure how old I was when I first started fishing: however, I remember precisely when I became addicted to the endless pursuit of a perfect strike and hook set.  It was early summer in 1991; I was ten and ¾, so basically, I was 11. My father, a friend of his, Charlie

The Great Outdoors

Hello everyone, I am Michael. If a person is going to create a blog about the great outdoors, he had better have some experience in the subject. To start my page about the beauty and hazards of the wilderness, I will give a little background about myself to show my humble qualifications to write on