Coming Home

This is my first post on a new blog. My first post of any kind in a really long time. My old blog was just getting started when I completely changed my life. I still need to edit my profile as a lot has changed. No longer am I the socially challenged bachelor living deep in the mountains of Penn's great woods. First my children joined me, then a wonderful woman came into my life. We all have moved to a great little piece of property, a farm some 30 or 40 years ago (and soon to be again), I have a great new big family and a new project. No longer hunting and gathering on my ridge, like mankind before me I am progressing into agriculture. I still intend to catch up and share my ideas thoughts, opinions and techniques from the Indigenous Gourmet and Backpack Bistro days, but now the focus is on my Back-Yard Farm.

No longer content to eat and feed what I find and where I find it, I am intent on producing much and someday all of my food. Not forgetting what I have learned, but adding to my repertoire. The Indigenous Gourmet is not hanging up his hat, just changing it.

I am posting my old profile here mostly as a reminder to myself of who I am and where I came from as I begin my new journey.

Profile circa 2004 - 2008: I live with my two noisy children on a quiet mountain stream, still searching for the quiet balance and simple life that continues to elude me. To that end I am regularly visited by my beautiful fiance who humors my eccentricities and encourages my explorations.

Now if you will excuse me, I have to get back to work.