In my never ending search for total compatibility, commitment through hard times, and good looks, I have had many letdowns in my years. Friends have told me to lower my standards, get over myself, and to lay-off the pursuit. It wasn’t until early one fall in Montana that a friend paired us up.
Being the good buddy he is, Mark Seacat of Mystery Ranch had anticipated my anxiety and setup a blind date. As an avid hunter, scheduling was hard this time of year. My life evolves around long days in the mountains, seeking out adventure and game. Knowing this, the arrangement was made… 5AM, on the tailgate, under the moonlight, 40 miles away at my favorite trailhead.
With hunting, and the proverbial “One” on my mind, a ruthless devil started to turn inside me. Knowing all too well, we both agreed that it would be smart to have a third-party make the introductions. I got to the trailhead early. I incessantly dried my palms over the dashboard heater as I saw Mark’s headlights bobbing up the road.
Fumbling for my headlamp, my first impression was of shock and amazement. Initially embraced by a tight grip on my hips, and … READ MORE >