Category: Adirondack Adventures

A Great Pre-Cooked First Night Camp Meal ********** *Author’s Note: As we all eagerly look forward to packing our gear and heading into camp, I thought I’d share a Monroe family “1st Night in Camp” meal tradition: “Hunter’s Stew”.      I first drafted this piece shortly after my “Cliff...

(All Loon Photography Courtesy of Peggy Ivimey) *An edited version of Serenade of the Loon appeared in the Adirondack Almanack’s April 12, 2021, on-line edition. *A Brief Author’s Note: I first drafted “Serenade of the Loon” several years back. I had plans to submit it to Adirondack Life magazine,...

Author’s Note: This story was published in The Adirondack Almanack’s December 3, 2021, online edition.      It was getting late. Time measured by the near empty whiskey bottle and battalion of “dead soldier” beer bottles standing in neatly rowed formation on the floor in one corner of the cabin....

********** This was actually the last in a series of stories I submitted to Adirondack Life Magazine. They declined it. Their staff’s advice to me at that point was, “Dick, you should take all your fun tales and stick them in an album to share with your grandkids.” I...

“Beware! He’s Watching.” **********      His ears suddenly perked up. He lifted his head, put his nose to the air. He could smell it almost as soon as he heard the boat’s engine cut off.      “Humans.” His keen nose soon confirmed it.  The mixed aroma of campfire smoke,...

Beware! He’s watching. Author’s Note: This story appeared in The Adirondack Almanack’s Sunday October 31, 2021 on-line Halloween edition, making it my 1st published fiction short story. ********** “What was that noise I just heard? Was that just a squirrel or a chipmunk? Or is somebody watching me? Are...

Read the Full Story for My Wild Turkey Soup Recipe WARNING!!! One taste of this soup has been known to make sinners of saints! Author’s Note: (An edited version appeared in The Adirondack Almanack’s March 27, 2021 online edition.) ********** Wild Turkey Soup All Happy & Simmering Ready To...

Author’s Note: I never know when or how a story or verse will arrive. They always seem to appear out of nowhere and catch me off guard. This poem originally came to me while I was standing in my kitchen making a big pot of wild turkey soup, which...

Author’s Note: I don’t consider myself a poet. I don’t seek them out. Sometimes, however, they still seem to find me. This one came in pieces, like fall’s falling leaves, on my last fall duck hunting trip of the season, up north to Middle Saranac Lake via South Creek....

Somewhere Out There Beyond All Worry And Strife Exists A parallel Universe Where Dreams Are Reality Where Baseball Is Life ***** Somewhere Out There Exists An Alternate World Where Imagination Sprints Onto The Field Where I’m Pitching Baseballs To The Roar Of The Crowd ***** Somewhere Beyond Anywhere Hometown...