I'm going to go on a nature walk with my wife this morning. We love to get up early and stroll through the woods behind our house. It's great for us and it gives us a chance to see all the woodland creatures: squirrels, bears, deer, fox, moose, elk, and chickens. Plus it's just a fantastic way for us to get reacquainted. With my busy schedule and her habit of sleeping eighteen hours a day, we seldom have a chance to just talk. Of course, when I say "talk," I mean "argue." And when I say "argue," I mean "accuse each other of treachery." It's great.
The other great thing about our walks is that it gives me an opportunity to practice my bowhunting. I think people like Ted Nugent have given bowhunting a bad name. It's not JUST about killing game for meat. It's also about trying to kill fish, trying to kill trees, and shooting at cars. Mine is a Reflex Growler Bow, which features a TEC riser and parallel split-limb technology. That may not mean much to you, but to mean it means death and destruction (the good kind).
My wife does not approve of bowhunting. She thinks it's barbaric, but I tell her that just because she kills her game with a samurai sword doesn't make her any more humane. But she's into "ritual killing," and because she is one half Norwegian, she feels like the samurai sword honors her heritage. Whatever.
Anyway, I should probably strap on my snowshoes and zip myself into my snowsuit. We're about to go out for a walk. There's a pretty good chance that only one of us will make it home.