Richard Powell is one of those individuals who is determined to have as many different experiences as possible as he goes through life. He is a hunter and has spent most of his entire adult life broke . having spent his gold on airfares and hunting licenses and guide fees on four continents. Along the way he has met incredibly interesting men and women . experienced African nights . was attacked by an enraged water buffalo in South America, been offered a thousand dollars to shoot poachers in the Chete area of the remote Zambezi Valley, and been really wet and bug bitten during the rainy season near the Matto Grosso. His latest book deals with various sagas including a hunt for water buffalo in Aboriginal country in Northern Australia where an aborigine lady named Maura called him Cartoon Richard . On this hunt the camp cook did her best to starve the paying clients which led to a hissy fit by the New Zealand dude in camp. Being a big man it was a big hissy fit. Off to Africa, a funky little Suzuki named Baby Red with 800,000 km carried Richard and his wife Margaret around safely as they did their best to hunt kudu and gemsbok and warthog and leopard. In Old Montana a hunt for tundra swans with a fine gentleman from Billings led to a morning where one rejoices to be alive . as an ancient man with many ailments refused to . 'go gently into that good night' . He was a hunter-not some old man waiting to die somewhere in an institution. And the major theme of all these adventures is laughter. Maybe different mountains and skies and accents-but always . laughter as things go awry .

Dying to earn her spurs... Even in sweltering June, there's plenty of work for Trade Ellis on her Arizona ranch, but right now her part-time P.I. practice is as dry as the desert -- until bull rider J. B. Calendar marries a candy heiress who's crazy to turn cowgirl. Abigail Van Thiessen, nipped and tucked into great shape, has thirty-two years -- and a few hundred million dollars -- on her husband. So when she meets her untimely death on a romantic horseback trip with her newlywed stud, the cops suspect foul play. And J.B. hires Trade to prove him innocent. While plenty of people stood to gain from Abby's death -- the ex-football-star preacher she bankrolled, a half brother with his own millions, and a topless dancer with a grudge, just for starters -- no suspect looks better than J.B., a boozing tomcatter who's lucky with the ladies. Until Trade learns about another murder in town the same night Abby died ... a development that may bring the investigation -- and Trade -- to the very deadest of ends.

Leather, lust, riding a horse by day, a woman by night. The Western is making a comeback on the big screen and in made-for-TV movies, and the time is right for a cowboy-themed lesbian erotica anthology, with a difference.

Workin' up a hot, sticky sweat is pure pleasure with a hard-ridin' cowboy.... Widowed, struggling stock contractor Gemma Jansen swallows her pride and tracks down former bull rider Cash Big Crow to offer him a job managing her ranch. Cash agrees on one condition: it won't be a strictly working relationship. She's the boss during the day, but once she's corralled in the bedroom, Cash calls the shots. Meanwhile, Carter McKay is spending his summer at the Bar 9 Ranch preparing for an art show. But he's definitely not prepared for the immediate visceral connection he feels to Cash's sexy and sassy daughter Macie Honeycutt. Lust flares between them and Macie proves she's up for any dirty fun and games that sweet and wild Carter dreams up. Gemma struggles with her feelings for Cash-except this time, Cash has grabbed the bull by the horns. He has to convince Gemma he's playing for keeps. The more time Macie spends with Carter the harder she falls for him. But will the brooding artist understand that trust is just as important as love? It's going to be a long, hot summer in Wyoming. Warning: this book contains explicit sex nine ways 'til Sunday, inventive rope play, graphic language, menage a trois, and all sorts of fun and kinky cowboy stuff. *previously released from Samhain Publishing in 2007 as Rode Hard, Put Up Wet"

Discover the allure of forgotten cars. Something that to the rest of the world is nothing but a forgotten automotive hulk slowly degenerating into a pile of iron oxide is to the car enthusiast something so much more. Like those who restore Victorian homes or antique furniture, car guys see not a decrepit piece of junk, but a desirable object that "just needs some attention." And should the vehicle abandoned in a field or lying in a creek bed be too far gone to resurrect, car enthusiasts can simply enjoy it for what it once was (while lamenting that it has come to such a sad end). Finding a lost, restorable car is every auto collector's dream! Amazing Barn Finds and Roadside Relics taps into the thrill of the hunt with hundreds of photos of lost cars - each accompanied by detailed information covering the nature of the find and details about the car. Ride along as author Ryan Brutt, the "automotive archaeologist," travels the United States documenting lost and abandoned automotive gems.

I have always had a fierce independence from my earliest memory. However, I was always shy and uncomfortable in social situations, which always frustrated me to no end. I still struggle with my social shortcomings to this day. My confidence in my solo actions were always strong. I have always marveled at the military's ability to train men and women how to run things who did not have a lot of formal training better than a lot personal who did. During the summer of 2018, I was selected to attend the four-day training seminar at the US War College in Carlisle, Pennsylvania. I think that I was the lowest-ranking commissioned officer at the class since I was only a Navy lieutenant, and all the others were Army lieutenant colonels and above. I tried to persuade them of the desirability of the need for having senior enlisted soldiers in attendance for their input on how to run things more efficiently than the high-ranking officers did since they were the ones assigned to conduct the operations. I came away with the conclusion that my thoughts were not appreciated for the most part, but I still have this belief. During my preteen years in the Arkansas Ozarks, I read the novel The Yearly by Marjorie Rawlings, and it was later made into a movie starring Gregory Peck. Many of the kids that I knew in the Ozarks were exactly like many of the kids portrayed in the book, which only enhanced the story for me. I also read the books Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain, which also brought to life for me what I was living in the Ozarks. Also, while in school in the fourth and seventh grades in the Ozarks, I was well-respected, which also enhanced my experience while in Arkansas. In the Navy, while I had never been in a small airplane in my entire life, I discovered that I had a talent that I did not know that I had. I had mistakenly assumed that many of the other trainees with more abilities than I had were actually washing out of the program while I continued to hang on until getting my wings and commission. This caused a lot of consternations in my mind: why was I succeeding, and they weren't? After being released from the Navy, I couldn't get a job with any airline due to an oversupply of pilots from Vietnam. Eventually, I got a job with East Bay Municipal Utility District (EBMUD) and moved back to my home in Angels Camp, California. I worked at EBMUD for twenty years, and during that time, I also served on the elected board of directors for Calaveras County Water District (CCWD), which oversees twenty separate water, wastewater, and hydroelectric systems scattered throughout the county. That's a brief biography of my life. If anybody wishes to communicate with me with questions or observations, please contact me through my e-mail address, [email protected]. Please refer to this book so that I do not mistakenly delete it thinking it is junk mail.

Carin Trimble is no stranger to the dark underbelly of her adopted town. Marble Grove is a place determined to keep its secrets hidden. Still, managing to unwrap more of its twisted history, she uncovers another dreadful web of deceit. The new detective may finally have the key to solving the crimes. Under the threats and intimidation, Carin refuses to back down. Just when she thinks she’s hit a dead end, Todd Davison enters her world. What is the cost of learning the truth? As Carin struggles with her inner demons, will Todd be able to handle the night terrors?