The Old Conservationist

Essays by Russell E. Vance, III PhD

Sunday, February 21, 2016

Safe from the storm

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Callie at rest (1) I was sleeping soundly when I was awakened by the pain of claws in my left bicep.  I rolled over toward the edge of ...
Saturday, February 6, 2016

Puma, the Sheepish Lion

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Northwest end of Avalanche Lake looking toward where Mt Cannon (far) and Bearhat Mt (near) meet. It was late May in Glacier National Par...
Friday, February 5, 2016

Ryuhiko -12

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“ Oh, excuse me!” said a very embarrassed Catherine. Each day after Shinmasa left she would go into his room and gather the inevitable dir...
Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Brother Kiááyo

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  Kiááyo The storm had stopped. The scene, as I looked at the steep, rocky side of Mt Stimson, was snow, massive out-cropping of grey ...
Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Ryuhiko - 11

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After returning from dealing with Mmolai Botle, Shinmasa worked even harder at preparing for his inevitable conflict with Lefu Sefefo. But ...
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Russell E Vance, III PhD
Columbia Falls, MT, United States
Russell E. Vance, III, PhD. is a retired psychotherapist who, after retiring, has followed his passions and dreams. He currently lives a nomadic RVer’s life spending over 90% of his life off-the-grid far out into the Sonoran Desert or in the dense cedar and hemlock forest of Glacier National Park in northwestern Montana where he and Pamela served as volunteer campground hosts for 8 years. An unabashed tree-hugger and environmentalist, Russ’ post-retirement advocation became wildlife management, living among and helping keep deer, mountain goats, big horn sheep, bears and other creatures safe. Living in their 21ft RoadTrek RV, Russ enjoys spending his evenings writing stories. He has published two novels, four novella, and runs a Facebook page.
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