"Sometimes in the newborn night, in that narrow alley between waking and dreams, I feel myself swept along the currents of desire to my far off home."

Mountie's fond memoirs are often funny, sometimes tearful, but always spot-on vignettes of Byron on Wells, "the nicest bit o' Narnia".

Life in Byron was rather good, but growing up in the "Club With No Name" was unforgettable.  With fox pup Bramble and badger kit Buck, Mountie's days prowling the bucolic riverbank were never dull.  Come in, kick back with the lads, and let Mountebank Beaverlee take you home to Byron on Wells.