Peace, love and firearms

I often say I'm like the son my father never had.  I love cars, and Dad has some beauties. I love driving my Jeep, and can't imagine ever driving an automatic anything. I love speed - cars, boats, planes. And another thing ... I. Love. Firearms. Always have and after today, I undoubtedly always will. Until … Continue reading Peace, love and firearms

outback musings

After a morning of watching cattle of all ages, colours and genders being herded through clanging metal gates so they could be tagged and vaccinated, the sounds and smells took me back to the times I've spent on my friends cattle station in Barcaldine. Meagan, a dear friend I had known for most of my … Continue reading outback musings