A free-spirited gal takes a former city slicker to the great outdoors — and unlocks his wild side.

Recently, I discovered what being an outdoorsman really entails. A few years ago, if someone had asked me if I was one, I would have shrugged my shoulders and said, “Sure, I guess so.” Ever since I was a Boy Scout, I’ve enjoyed tramping through the woods and swimming in ponds. I’ve hunted and fished and done some camping, but it was all on weekends or vacations, nothing serious. Now, however, I see that my former outdoor activities were strictly kids’ stuff.

You see, a few years ago I went through a major life change. I was the stereotypical man in the gray flannel suit with my boring job in the city, riding the railroad diligently every morning and reading the business section... Read More