I took a walk this summer that made me realized that at one time I was an actual, honest to goodness, outdoorsman. I was walking up a trail in Yosemite National Park, smelling the Pine
Trees, seeing the green all around you. I was in the great outdoors. I loved it. Long ago, I did that all of the time, then I got married and had a family, and somehow I lost that practice and that dream. I am no longer the Outdoorsman. I miss that.