The night was clear and the crickets were singing their songs, as the fire crackled and sucked in the last oxygen, as it slowly died off to merely a dusty grey smoke and a little fine ash.
This winter in New York has been the fourth worst on record, so needless to say I was ready for Miami and some warm water, sun, girls in bikinis and adrenaline, namely shark-territory spear fishing!
Around 1996, I was on a Rabbit Hunt on a small island named Endelave in my home country, Denmark.The island is known for its stunning nature, seals and exploding rabbit population.
Living in New York City, my senses are in a constant state of overload. There is not one minute, not one second, where the electrical impulses in my brain are idle, WHERE EVERYTHING IS CLEAR, EVERYTHING IS PURE…