Author Archives: Ed Abell

This is Rory’s Leprechaun trap. Our granddaughter is ten. She’s been making these contraptions for years. Rory does indeed have Irish blood lines. One was my paternal grandmother, Cora Casey. And the other was Kristin’s paternal great, grandmother, Ivy Doyle. Although, Ivy went to her grave quite insistent that she was not Irish. This year’sContinue reading “How to not catch a Leprechaun”

Early in our lives, my father bestowed some classic Baby Boomer life lessons on me and my two brothers: look the person you’re greeting in the eyes, offer a firm handshake, be polite, and dress appropriately. This was a time, in the fifties and sixties, when personal relationships and appearance were held in high regardContinue reading “FUJISAN”

Le Lacet Hors d‘oeuvres His original name was Brandon, the beautiful Golden Retriever my family adopted when we moved to the country. The first six years of his life he’d been a city dog with little area to wander and no practical dog experiences. He didn’t fetch, chase rabbits or swim. Storms, fireworks and gunsContinue reading “The Golden Wader”

Most folks watch Drag Racing on TV, but even the most sophisticated home entertainment systems cannot properly convey the controlled eruption of 11000 horsepower. At the track, spectators have access to the pit area. Dragster teams’ warm-up the Nitro Car engines to double-check the rebuilds after every run across the three days of competition. AsContinue reading “Nitro Warm Up”

In different cultures, large bucks or Stags, represent spiritual authority or the supernatural. In Celtic mythology they were messengers from the otherworld. My brother Dave and I both started hunting when we were twelve, Dave two years before I did. In the early sixties, only buck could be harvested. Our father taught us gun safety,Continue reading “The Big One”

My wife and I committed to one-on-one trips with our two sons. She took Nathan to England when he turned twelve and Christopher to Spain three years later. I would do something similar when they reached seventeen and I love soaring vistas. Nathan and I would climb Mt. Kilimanjaro together. The challenges of serious altitude,Continue reading “Go-kart Racing School”

My blog title has a simple origin story. It introduces an underlying concept that will percolate through the missives, observations and the stories I will share. A good number of the adventures and events in my life have been associated with both conscious and subconscious creative visualization. The early experiences that can shape our paths inContinue reading “Why Spaghetti Eddie?”

The allure of duck hunting has always been a mixture of family, friends and raucous laughter. At the very core, we participate in a collective enthusiasm. The word enthusiasm originates from the Greek entheos which means ‘the God within’. “True enthusiasm is attractive. It touches people at a deep unconscious level and makes you wantContinue reading “Sharing the Dawn”