The Rasch Outdoor Chronicles
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My sojourn to Ali al Salem, Kuwait will soon come to an end, so that means access to the Internet will be a thing of the past! Bummer...
I want to thank everyone who got in touch with me while I was here, in particular my stalwart friends: The Suburban Bushwacker, Rick at Whitetail Woods, my favorite bowyer, Dave at Siegework Creations, and Snow Goose/ Merriams/Whitetail Deer guide Scott Cronner at Nebraska Hunting Outfitters.
Dave tells me that he spent thirteen weeks traveling the fair circuit with his wife. The number of orders they took in exceeded their expectations, and he has a backlog that has thrown him back several weeks! Since all of his bows are hand-made, there is no way to rush them; hide glue only dries so fast and hand cutting a bow can't be rushed. He is working extra hours to fulfil all of his orders, and I guarantee that you will be pleased by what you get for your money, even if you had to wait a little longer than expected to get your impatient hands on one of his fine custom bows!
I'm having a pretty good time here. As you might imagine, there are long stretches of boredom punctuated by a little bit of excitement which we are not permit to participate in. The brass kind of reminds me of those puritanical ministers that were always worried that someone, somewhere was having a good time. That damned Monk...
But I am taking advantage of the off time by reading, writing, and studying. I manage to extend my knowledge base by being in places I don't belong and offering to help. I throw in the occasional 550 cord project and make bracelets for the kids, and I did fill in a pothole with stones one day...
There are lots of people to meet from every corner of the United States, and plenty more from seemingly everywhere else. Most of those are lined up at the US funded feeding trough... Anyway, I make it a point to talk to as many people as I can. You learn quite a bit by just listening to them. These fine young people are doing a remarkable job, even though they are hampered by foolish feel good rules that actually put them in danger. This is the first war we have ever fought, where political considerations trump the lives of our soldiers...
Personally, I'll be glad to be back in Florida casting a line in the Gulf, or tracking hog spoor in the scrub and woods!
Until then, I will leave you all with my usual admonitions:
PS: Just food for thought. In China they would likely behead the CEO of BP.
Albert A Rasch
Member Bagram Tent Club
Member: Hunting Sportsmen of the United States HSUS (Let 'em sue me.)
The Hunt Continues...
Though he spends most of his time writing and keeping the world safe for democracy, Albert is actually a student of biologist. Really. But after a stint as a lab tech performing repetitious and mind-numbing processes that a trained capuchin monkey could do, he never returned to the field. Rather he became a bartender. As he once said, "Hell, I was feeding mice all sorts of concoctions. At the club I did the same thing; except I got paid a lot better, and the rats where bigger." He has followed the science of QDM for many years, and fancies himself an aficionado. If you have any questions, or just want to get more information reach him via TheRaschOutdoorChronicles(at)MSN(dot)com