Since starting college, I’ve more-or-less put hunting, fishing, and all other traditional outdoors adventures on the back-burner, to much of my family’s disappointment.

Note: Yay, it's an election year!

Note: This is just the start of a new piece. But I figured it was time to write more stories from the Valley, as it's been awhile since I wrote about my daily adventures down there.

To start off my Sunday morning, I took Toby for a brisk walk around the ranch house park before I even cracked open my first can of Zevia Cola.

When I left my home to spend my birthday in a cabin in the middle of the woods, I vowed that the only way I’d get home was if I drove myself (and my grandparents) back down, utilizing the interstate for most of the drive home.