A Good Nights Sleep

If you enjoy cold weather camping and want a good nights sleep, check this out. It's the military's modular sleep system, or what I think of as a fancy sleeping bag.

Trust me when I say, it's warm. Many of my friends, like Duke, own and use them. I climb into mine nude (really) and within seconds you're warm and snug as a bug.

This site offers the bag for about a hundred dollars, cheap. Many sell upwards of twice this price.

It's a good 'thing.'

Stephen

A Note

It's cool, I haven't finished my first cup of morning coffee, I've answered six text messages, written three emails, opened the shop, taken my Little Bit to school, and I'm still not quite clear headed.

Yet, I still feel obligated to throw up my first post of the day....

Later,

Stephen

Survival Stuff from Dave

Just for the fun of it. I like Dave Canterbury's videos. He has a some neat wilderness survival tricks.

Enjoy.

Stephen

Unexpected Visit

My guess is she'd waited across the street, over where the city bus empties its load twice a day. I'm not sure but she'd probably kept watch on the shop; timed her arrival between customers. Like I said, not sure because I was unaware of her until she hit my shop's door bell.

I buzzed her inside. She wore an old funky coat, jeans, and flip-flops, bare feet in 26 degree weather. She had a death grip on a shoulder bag, clothe, dirty. Her hair was dark brown, shoulder length. She'd been pretty once in her life.

I said,  "Good morning, may I help you."

She stood quiet, looked around. Then, "Ah, is there anything I can do for you to earn some money?" She avoided eye contact, seemed fidgety.

Me, "Not really, young lady, this is a one man operation." I sized her up, tried to guess her age. Thought, sixteen, seventeen. My judgement of women's ages isn't all that great.

"Are you sure. I'm good."

In return, "I'm sure." Took a chance, "How old are you, if you don't mind my asking?"

"Does it matter."

"Well, not really. Have a good day."

In a blink she came back with, "If it'll help I'm sixteen." Score one for me.

I'm not big in the patience department. "Okay, young lady, really, what do you want, a hand out?"

"Sure, but if you don't want to give me a few dollars I'll (preform a service) for you."

Sign of the times, perhaps. Yet, I set the blame squarely at her parents (or lack of) feet. She's now a throwaway. She'll probably, without help, die young.

What's happened to this countries children....

I scooted her out the door with five dollars. Out into the cold. God bless her.

Stephen
 

What Am I

To the first person that can identify this nice old rifle, one big fat 'atta-boy or girl.'

Hint - she has a 26" octagon barrel and is chambered in 32-20.

Be my guest, take a guess, and don't cheat and smack the picture with your cursor....

Stephen

Shotguns for SHTF

My best friend, Duke, has just written a nice article on shotguns for self-defense. He hit the mark, check it out.

Tell him Stephen sent you....he'll get the joke.

Stephen

The Union Creek Journal

This is my second post introducing this story. I think The Union Creek Journal is one of, if not the best, on-line story I've seen in many years. So, if you missed my first post, here's your second chance.

Do yourself a favor, sally forth and read.

Stephen