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Hunting A Luangwa Crocodile
A North Carolina sportsman travels to Zambia's Luangwa Valley in pursuit of a Nile crocodile, but what should have been a routine hunt turns into a chess match in one of Africa's last truly wild places.
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Some Bars I Have Known
Seldom does one go to a bar to drink; more often, they’re the setting to something else. Pure background. I’ve been fortunate enough to spend my time at a great many different kinds of bars in a great many different places. I’ve been to a place in Alaska that is serving cold beer at 8AM on game…
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Bald Head Island
Living in North Carolina my entire life, I am not sure how I spent a lifetime, no more than two hours away from Bald Head Island, and never managed to discover this amazing treasure. It is truly one of North Carolina’s best-kept secrets. It has a look about it that makes you feel you are on an…
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“I’ll Have A Double!” – South Carolina Lowcountry
Visitors to the SC Lowcountry this weekend had the opportunity to participate in the Original Gullah Festival in Beaufort, SC. Festival goers were able to experience storytelling, dancing, the sounds of jazz, blues, reggae and African drums while the Vendor Market was filled with Arts and Crafts and the Food Court offered...
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Five Facts About North Carolina BBQ
Pulled, Chopped, Whole Hog, Pork Shoulders, Vinegar, or Ketchup Based Sauce, In North Carolina BBQ is King, and these are Five Facts You Need to Know!
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The Pig: The Quintessential Southerner
To study the history of the pig in the South, we must start in the rolling pastures of Spain—the dehesa. The dehesa is a combination of grassland and oak savannah found in Spain and Portugal and is known for producing cork and charcoal from the trees as well as the famous fighting bulls from the pastures. But, the most treasured…
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Robert Johnson: Hell Hound On My Trail
I love legends and lore and ghostly tales from the Southland, and one of the most prominent spooky Southern legends is the story of how boy from Mississippi became king of the delta blues. Robert Leroy Johnson was born in Hazlehurst, Mississippi, on May 8th, 1911...
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Tsali Pass: You owe it to the Mountain- Pt.2
“So, when he finally was able to come back, he was… different from how he had been before. Then, he had to find out that we had actually lost…” “We lost? But we’re Americans!” “…And that his brothers hadn’t made it home.
