Imagine this scenario that plays out sometimes at Beavertown Guns and Grocery: (some minor details have been embellished for perspective) An enormous, muscular man strides in. His shirts says “2012 Alligator Wrestling Finalist”. His leather pants have grizzly bear teeth marks in them. His steel toed kevlar boots have an authoritative “clump, clump” as he […]

I was out rabbit hunting a week or two ago with my good friend Paul Weaver, of Beavertown Guns & Grocery, and my dog “Noodles” (unfortuantly when I named this dog I didn’t realize how stupid I would sound in the field when I called it) and we ran across this imprint in the snow. […]