Sometimes, when his house full of Tar Heel fanatics huddles up around the TV, the Ramblin’ Man gets to feeling a little sidelined. Hard as he tries, “tackle” and “net” conjure visions of mountain streams, even during football and basketball seasons.
From Elizabeth Hudson: Chasing Ghosts
Nothing lasts forever — and that’s what makes many of our cherished moments so special.
’Tis the Season
The Ramblin’ Man heads into Labor Day weekend with a twinkle in his eye and a song on his lips: For many North Carolinians, dove hunting season kicks off the most wonderful time of the year.
From Elizabeth Hudson: Creature Comforts
During a trip to the North Carolina Zoo, Our State’s editor in chief rediscovers childhood dreams of adventure in her own backyard.
It’s the Little Things
For the Ramblin’ Man, nothing defines the flavor of summer in North Carolina like sweet, succulent shrimp. He trawls roadside stands for these tiny treasures from the sea and sound, and he might be willing to share ... if you’re lucky.
From Elizabeth Hudson: How Sweet It Was
Our editor in chief reflects on things she thought she’d lost to time — and discovers that they aren’t really gone at all.
From Elizabeth Hudson: Outstanding in the Field
For a Randolph County native, nothing compares to the sight of the sun setting over a plowed field.
All Bottled Up
For a kid growing up in High Point, a love of wild things came naturally, encouraged by a seventh-grade science teacher and a mom who didn’t mind when those wild things came home in pickle jars and pillowcases.
The Redbug Blues
Exploring the state from maritime forests to mountain trails, the Ramblin’ Man has encountered a rogues’ gallery of pests: mosquitoes, ticks, no-see-ums. None compare to his sworn enemy, the chigger.
