Running Fox Farm Chronicles

Monday, February 21, 2005

John Rain

You don't know John Rain? That's kinda the way he likes it. Makes it easier to do his job. If you need to hire him, and can afford it, you'll find him. Maybe.

Who is he? Here is what Publisher's Weekly says:

A complex and most interesting hero: John Rain, a hard and resourceful man in his 40s with an American mother, a Japanese father, a childhood spent in both countries and a stretch with Special Operations in Vietnam that literally made him what he is today a highly paid freelance assassin.

Barry Eisler has placed John Rain at the heart of a trio of fast paced thrillers set in exotic locations around the world. And no one is better at describing the use of martial arts, particularly grappling, in real world environs.

Check em out
Rain Fall
Hard Rain
Rain Storm

And coming in the summer of 05, Killing Rain. Your pulse will race...

Open New Doors by Networking

Back in October of 04, I published my first non-hunting/fishing article (which perhaps not coincidentially was the first one for which I'd been paid). It was in a local employment newspaper and was front page above the fold material! I have included the teaser paragraph below:

So, you’ve recently been laid-off, or you know your company is being restructured, or you’re about to graduate, or for any of a number of other reasons you are considering a career or job change. You are sitting at that crossroads wondering, “What’s next? How do I start this process? What is my plan? What can I do to make it easier?”

To see the full article, go to

Saturday, February 12, 2005


Sam Parker is a great sales guy - supported by fantastic wife Jen. He is equal parts entrepreneur, salesman and author. Perhaps more importantly though, he is also husband, father and friend.

Sam runs a company in Virginia called MaxPitch Media, more popularly known as JustSell ( JustSell is an unparalleled resource for sales and marketing leaders. They really get sales, and have taken on as their mission, the evangelization of those concepts to others. You will become a better sales person for utilizing the resources they make available to you.

Also, Sam recently published his first book, 212. You can find out more about it here, It's premise - water is hot at 211 degrees, but at 212 it boils, and with boiling water you get steam, and with steam you can power a train. What a difference that one degree makes. This book is all about the difference made by that one degree, that extra effort. Read it, now!

And since Sam clearly has too much free time on his hands, he has also recently launched a new blog, Since I know he will apply as much effort to this as he does his other projects, I have no doubt that it will be worth returning to time and again.

Life 2.0

For those who read Forbes magazine, Rich Karlgaard's writing presents a familiar voice and editorial viewpoint. A couple of years back, Rich and I had a few email exchanges on the topic of work life balance, and particularly whether one needs to live in one of the major metro areas in order to find challenging employment and provide for a family.

Clearly, our viewpoint on that subject is well known. Having lived in Houston, WDC, Tokyo and Philadelphia, we have had our fill of big city life. Those experiences, as exciting and fulfilling as they were, also lead us to chose the life we lead now, living on Running Fox Farm.

Anyway, as you may be struggling with some of the same thoughts and questions, I would recommend you take a look through Rich's book. And I'm not saying that just because our email exchanges are included in it :) For mor information, you can check out Rich's web page here -

Monday, February 07, 2005

First article - First Light

I recently started writing short stories and articles for local publications. Most are on hunting and/or fishing, although I am slowly expanding into other subjects. I will try and post copies here as well, or link to them where possible.

Below is the first article I wrote and had published. It was first published in Northwoods Sporting Journal, a Maine hunting and fishing magazine, and then later, in Outdoors Magazine in Vermont.

First Light

You are not accustomed to going without your sight, on which you have become so dependant. Yet before first light, you must do just that. Flashlights not allowed, for fear of disturbing game and certain loss of your slowly adjusting night vision.

Once you have the decoys out, or the scent trail down on the deer trail, as the case may be, you return to your post to begin the wait. Your pulse, elevated from your exertions, slowly returns to normal. You strain to use other senses less familiar, less relied upon. Tune your ears. At first silence, then you realize that is deceptive. There is a riot of sound beginning, only sounds you are not yet conditioned to listen for.

An hour and a half before sunrise – you are amazed how dark it still is. No way is it close to shooting light. So you check your watch and wait.

Whistling wings overhead, yet unseen. A mallard? Widgeon? A darting black shape, a bat? A cobweb of young, newly bare beech silhouetted against the sky. Shapes slowly come in to focus, now in outline, soon in detail. Was that a footstep? Or a windblown twig and leaves hitting the ground? The tinkling of a gently winding stream. The twittering of wrens and bushtits and other song birds. The raucous chorus of the blue jays and the crows. The chittering of a chipmunk scampering along a tumbledown stone wall, a squirrel shrieking its intruder alert.

You are watching the world wakeup. We hunters leave the trappings of civilization behind, the warmth of the wood stove and the taste of the morning coffee, to rejoin a world with which we used to be familiar.

There are new smells too - newly fallen leaves, too new to have begun to decompose, freshly dropped acorns, the last remaining apples.

As the earth shudders free of darkness, it always seems we lose a couple of degrees suddenly. So you pull the collar tighter and zip up the jacket. And continue your vigil.

Still too dark, even though time is getting close. A doe wanders along the edge of the field, feeding slowly. A pair of teal land on the edge of the spread and paddle slowly forward, softly chuckling to their unresponsive cousins. “Confidence decoys” you think to yourself. You decide to wait till you hear other shots in the distance – your watch has never been that reliable.

Still too dark, you double check shells and safeties, shooting glasses and obstructions. Then suddenly, it’s legal shooting time and, amazingly, everything is sharp and clear, no longer shrouded in gray and haze. And you wait no more.

Intro Running Fox Farm Chronicles

Running Fox Farm Chronicles are a hodge podge of articles, thoughts, random musings, photos and other items that have caught our interest up here in New Hampshire's Blue Hills.

Since we live in a rural environment, many of the posts will likely have to do with items of similar subject matter, including life on the farm, gardening, raising fruit, fishing, hunting and other past times that seem less and less popular with each passing year.

That said, the first ten years of our married lives were spent in devoted attention and service to our nation, with much of that time abroad, primarily in Asia. So you are just as likely to come across a link to someting about Vietnam, or terrorism, or foreign policy, as you might other subjects.

Finally, our faith is of utmost importance to us as we go about our daily lives and I hope that comes across in our posts. Here we hope to challenge you, encourage, and drive a discussion that helps us all grow.