The Saga of Miles Forrest

I wish I hadn’t left the Greener in the scabbard,” I thought to myself, taking off my gloves and stretching my hands out to the fire trying to get the cold and stiffness out.  I could easily give him a thump.      “Don’t worry about unbuttoning your coat,” stated the man sitting by the…

Echoes From the Campfire

He loved the smell of lonely campfires, the crisp feeling of awakening on a frosty morning.”                     –Louis L’Amour  (Heller With a Gun)        “Now in the morning, having risen a long while before daylight, He went out and departed to a solitary place;…

Coffee Percs

He rose fluidly to his feet, slapping his emptied cup against his thigh to knock loose the coffee grounds that had settled inside.”                           –Wayne D. Dundee  (Rainrock Reckoning)   Heard yuh comin’, Pard.  Coffee’s hot and strong for yuh this mornin’.  How…

Echoes From the Campfire

Easy money is the bane of a lazy man. I’ll work for my supper from here on.”                    –Duane Boehm  (The Hunted)        “How long will you slumber, O sluggard?  When will you rise from your sleep?”                 …