Isolated. Kind of a funny word when you really look at it. I can’t articulate exactly why I feel that way, but stare at it long enough and you might get what I mean. The word doesn’t always carry a positive connotation. In fact, I think it could be argued that most folks would put…

12 years, that’s the age of the blackjack oak cut by my dad and I on the eve of North Carolina’s 2023 dove opener. We were killing time, having already made runs to the nearest town both east AND west of our opening weekend headquarters. 38 and 46 mile round trips respectively. One for shotgun…