Hello to thee, funky fresh reader! This blog is a break from the usual nature stuff to speak on, well, blogging.  Mainly, how do micro-blogs like this one cobble together enough pennies to stay online? Option 1:  Amazon Associates Amazon, being at the forefront of everything related...

As noted in a previous blog, Triple Check Your Dates Or Get Deported From Mexico, I was venturing into my shark trip with a big question mark - that question mark being would the Mexican maritime authorities let me onto the shark boat?  This...

I'm back from a couple of weeks of adventuring that has prevented me from writing this "weekly" blog.  Blogs about those adventures are forthcoming.  For now, there is one gigantic nature related story that I want to discuss. Earlier in the week, you can read...

I pride myself on being a master at planning an adventure.  When I've spent time and money to be in an exotic location I expect things to go as planned.  I mean, that is always how it works.  Until today. If you have been to...

Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal, the uncannible D, Id Eco Super-Eco, number one!! In this week in nature... Soul Crushing Conservation News Just look at this bleakness... Brent Stirton won the London natural history museum's 2017 photograph of the year for that bit of poached gruesomeness....

Traveling to bad ass places to see bad ass animals will eventually put you in the vicinity of exotic new diseases.  Diseases that will fuck your shit up if you don't take precautions. When it comes to the king of tropical diseases, gonorrhea...I mean malaria,...

This is a new weekly (or when I get around to it) feature of this here blog where I recap some of the best nature stories found on the web.  And before you get on me about what the preview picture has to do...

Look, I don't know how else to say this, but animals are a bunch of freak-bitches. Just to prove that I'm not some phony-jabroni out here talking all of that smack on animals I'll lay out the evidence using lions as the example so that...

Once upon a time, sweet, sweet reader, I was strutting around the Everglades in a crisp pair of cut-offs and my best top-hat.  I was looking goooooood!!!  And in my state of high fashion (entendre intended as I had recently done some bath salts)...

On any given day, I strut around with 9 or 10 whiskeys in me thinking that I'm all big pimpin' with a mad tight nature game. Hell, I'll tell anyone that will listen, or I can force into being a captive-audience, that I am a...