To wriggle through a cave is to dance with geology. It is to be reminded of not only the power, but the longevity, of the forces of Earth itself; forces we engage with every day, but are somehow oblivious to through hundreds of layers of dissonance.

A last-chance stalk in the Chihuahuan Desert and a hunting knife mishap leads to one of the hardest-earned hunting successes I’ve ever experienced.

The thing that made me the happiest was sharing that deer with everyone around. It started to get me thinking about how I could start sharing my hunts in other ways.