* Summer plews don’t shine. This is supposed to be the season when we pull up our traps and head for Rendezvous, there to blow in a season’s labor on a couple of weeks of debauchery. But the trapline keeps delivering prime doings. What can an old Frontier Partisan do but deliver another Working The Trapline? But, please, don’t put off your … [Read more...] about Working The Trapline — July 2019 Part II — Legends; A Mighty Orq; Words From A Bear

“There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man.” That statement is usually attributed to Winston Churchill. He never really said it. He’d have endorsed the sentiment, though — because it’s true. Things have been pretty intense here in the Oregon Territory — just life-is-in-session stuff, but a LOT of it. … [Read more...] about The Outside Of A Horse

Western Martial Arts has seen a tremendous surge in interest over the past 20 years, as enthusiasts have resurrected old blade combat manuals and discovered that — surprise! — the hyper-martial cultures of Europe weren’t just bashing at each other with sharp implements, but actually had martial arts systems as throughly thought-out and effective as … [Read more...] about Indigenous Ability

A good Yule to you all! May Father Christmas bring you fine gear and plenty of gunpowder,ham hocks and guitar strings. May your fires burn warm and bright and may the stories ye tell keep the howling winds of winter at bay! … [Read more...] about Yule!

Daughter Ceili done went off to college and got really fit and strong. On Monday she asked if we could do “leg day” on Wednesday. I haven’t done workout programming on gym terms for years. The Frontier Partisan Biathlon does not work that way. But when the kid is home for Christmas, she gets to do things her way, so “leg day” it was. More or … [Read more...] about Hit The Pit

• I do love this time of year. Celebrations of gratitude with family and friends — with obligatory feasting — thrum some deep chords in my soul. This Thanksgiving, the bird was earned. The Rullmans raised turkeys, and on the weekend before the holiday, Marilyn and I headed over to the Figure 8 Ranch to help Craig and Wendy do the necessary work. As … [Read more...] about Working The Trapline — December 2018

  It’s an interesting time to pursue an obsession with indigenous identity. One of my primary interests in Frontier Partisan studies these days is the “Men of the Middle Ground” — those whose racial and cultural identity was mixed in the great kettle of the borderlands. The North American Fur Trade created thousands of racially mixed … [Read more...] about Who Do You Think You Are? — Identity Crisis In the Cultural Borderlands

This is some Frontier Partisan action right here, boys! From BBC: An Arizona man has survived two days trapped alone in a mineshaft with rattlesnakes. He killed three of the snakes while waiting to be discovered, according to rescue crews. John Waddell, 62, was lowering himself into a 100ft (30m) gold mine shaft, when his equipment broke, … [Read more...] about Weird Scenes Inside The Gold Mine

A few days of glorious Indian Summer. I’ve stolen one of them. There is much that must be done. There is always much that must be done. I couldna let such a day go to waste. I set out reasonably early to the woods north of Zimmerman Butte (aka The Pit; our shooting range). The songbirds played a lively tune as the fine morning light crowned … [Read more...] about Indian Summer