From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

Tales of excitement and woe featuring Earth’s eight-legged menace.

It’s important to make a few things perfectly clear right up front, if for no other reason than, by and large, horse people are generally far better armed than I am.

I am, and have always been, an avid bushwhacker, one who goes out of his way to hike upon turf with a decided lack of “durable surfaces.”