Late in May I went camping at Kincaid Lake State Park near Falmouth, Kentucky. I was in charge of the Memorial Day camper church service that weekend. I can nearly always talk my friend Brian into going. Once again he was a pushover. He likes to camp as much as I do, if that is possible. And I am always grateful for his part in the camper ministry. I reserved our spot online. I was surprised we were even able get one on a holiday weekend, though it was down the hill in the primitive tent area far …

Every time I pass the Liar’s Club bar in a nearby town, my curiosity is aroused.  A faded “Closed” sign has hung on the door for years, but I’m not falling for it. I think the sign is just a clever deception. I am not a drinker, but I could grab a cup of coffee and sit around and swap lies with the best of them. It wouldn’t really be dishonest . . . would it? After all, it is a liar’s club. I can only imagine the conversation with my wife if I ever …

A couple weeks ago my friend Brian and I met to carry out phase two of the backpacking plan we started last fall. This time we would start at the East Fork Park office and carry our backpacks to a primitive spot on the backpacking trail. Brian got some lighter equipment at Christmas for this year’s hiking since, unlike last fall’s backpacking trip, he would actually have to carry the pack. Brian’s load weighed in at about 35-40 pounds until he loaded on the 5 pound fire log I asked him to carry. Yes, I …

My life has settled into a calm, if not dull, routine. I’ve gotten into the habit of playing it safe. I probably got a lot of the desire for adventure out of my system back in my Asbury days. You might wonder how much craziness I could get into at a small Christian university nestled in the Bluegrass region of Kentucky. I’ll start by bringing you some of the escapades my buddies and I pulled off in the great outdoors. Many Saturdays were spent at Jessamine Creek Gorge. Walking along the creek, one might easily …