Ghosts in the Ravine

Ghosts in the Ravine

I’m not a superstitious man. I’m not afraid of ghosts. It’s just a skull I tell myself, but contemplate my pale, frail host. Author’s Note: While it appeared in the fall 2020 Guns & Hunting issue of Sporting Classics magazine, I wrote this little...
The Intruder

The Intruder

And then, one day, there he was — a guy was standing by MY lake, and what the…he had a fly rod in his hand!  It wasn’t much as waters go — probably a couple acres at best.  I’d passed by it many times always on the way to somewhere else.  It lay a few hundred yards...
The Ghost of Old Woman Bay

The Ghost of Old Woman Bay

“There was a sudden rustle in the grass, and I heard the unmistakable whisper of soft and silent feet. But only for an instant, only for a step or two before it stopped and resumed its own curiosity as to what I might be.” There are ghosts still there at...