Abner Serd

Author | Humorist | Storyteller

green and white landscape

You found me!

Now, that’s a feat worth featuring. You see, I spend most of my days out on Wild Side, weighing the sunrise. It’s not that I’m hard to find; you’ve just got to know where to look.

So … you found me. Well done.

‘Course, it’s possible you just happened to stumble across my back trail, and now you’re wondering exactly what manner of beast you’ve got sighted.

On that score, you can put your mind at ease: I’m a storyteller. Mostly harmless. I specialize in humorous yarns and the occasional rhyming recitation. I’ve also been known to wander hitherin yawn, as you can plainly see from my blog.

Howdy. I’m Abner. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Abner among the greenery

Abner Serd

Let me tell you a story …

Tales from Hitherin Yawn:

  • Day 84: Gann Valley to Fort Thompson, SD

    Well, we skipped dinner and breakfast, but it could have been a lot worse. The water sources we were counting on had dried up. Perhaps we shouldn’t have walked past all those cattle tanks. That said, I’ve pulled water from cow troughs and muddy ponds before, and thought I’d spare you the experience. I still…

  • Day 83: Wessington Springs to Gann Valley, SD

    It’s 44 miles between Wessington Springs and Fort Thompson. The only town in between – Gann Valley – is three miles off the route and doesn’t seem to have any stores or restaurants. We carried a bunch of water when we started out, but the day turned hot and cloudless with no wind, and creeks…

  • Day 82: Woonsocket to Wessington Springs, SD

    Folks … never, ever pass another vehicle when a pedestrian is walking on the left-hand shoulder. He doesn’t know you’re there, and you don’t know what he’s going to do. There’s a reason we walk facing traffic: anything in that oncoming lane is a threat, and we need to know about it. But we can’t…