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Spring is finally here.  Roads are dry, sky is sunny (sometimes at least).

The season has started, and I raced the last two weekends. Both were Roubaix races. The first race, The Speedwagon Classic, was a hilly, mostly gravel race in Poslon, MT. Near the end, I was in a three man break in the first race, and ended up getting so much mud stuck in my frame that my wheels wouldn’t turn. I had to stop several times, take my wheels off, scrape mud out, then try again.

As a new MK Ambassador I gave some thought to what my first post would be to serve as an introduction, and then the other day while sitting propped up next to a Georgia pine it struck me…

Turkey hunting is a true passion of mine, one that developed from those long ago hunting camp relationships. An old friend introduced me to the “other” big game and my addiction has been consuming me ever since. So for me, spring brings the annual quest of the gobble. If you have ever participated in this sport then you know exactly what I mean.

Fly-fishing and boats just go together. For our mountain streams we have classic, beautiful drift boats, and for our lowland marshes and flats we have the flats skiff.  The only problem is that flats skiffs are very expensive, and that’s why a lot of anglers are now adopting “microskiffs.”

Microskiffs can be anything from an old bass boat to a tricked out canoe, so long as they are light and maneuverable in shallow water.  Probably the most popular is the Gheenoe—a special hybrid canoe invented by a NASA engineer back in the 1960s.

The best thing about Gheenoes is that they’re made of fiberglass, which means you can do anything with them.  I bought an old beater Gheenoe off of Craigslist and spent the back end of last winter tricking it out in my garage.

I originally planned to write a post about my recent skiing trip to Big Sky, Montana.  I thought I would share about our phenomenal skiing experience, but I realized that phenomenal for an east-coaster doesn’t compare to what most westerners have the fortune of experiencing the bulk of the year.  So, instead of boring you with that experience, or the experience of sitting in a car for 65+ hours for the trip to and from WV-MT, I thought I would share another experience we had on our “off” day from skiing.  We had the trip of a lifetime in Yellowstone Park.  The landscape may not contain beautiful flowers or greenery, and several of the roads may be closed this time of year, but what we were fortunate to see will stay with all of us for a lifetime….