The names Richard Wolf, some call me Trader Dick nowadays though. Many years ago, after too long of spending my days foraging and living off the land I decided to pursue a career, a real job where I can live a normal life in these mountains without fighting tooth and claw for my next meal. That's when I started Untamed Trading Co., a quaint little mountain outfitter shop, right along the main trail and on the shore of my favorite lake high in the mountains.
We sold all manner of gear, backpacks, axes, tents, meal rations, bed rolls, everything you could need when choosing to brave the wilds. It really started a small community up here, we had trail guides, miners, farmers, all sorts of different species that decided to move into the area and start their own attempt to make a real living as well. Business was booming and I was living the life I thought I wanted. It was comfortable, lots of friends around, food without having to hunt, and even enough money to buy myself a little airplane to explore deeper than these old paws could ever take me.
But something was missing, and I couldn't figure out what. I was comfortable, had a roof over my head, plenty of food, what else could I want? Adventure, and the thrill of the chase, that's what. It took a while but after sharing a bottle of whisky with an old pack mule and things getting heated and wild, getting caught in a pine choked canyon by a massive fox who was hunting me, or so I thought at least, and meeting a gentle elk who showed me what mountain heat really was. It was at this moment that I knew.
I finally found what I'd been chasing, it wasn't comfort and stability, it was the thrill and excitement of what the creatures up here have to offer, and how they can make you feel. That's when I changed things, I was no longer selling pickaxes, tents, and sleeping mats, I was selling sensations, feelings, and the power of the mountains and the creatures that roam them.
I spend my days now exploring, studying, deeply researching the creatures that call this forest home. I take notes, and take countless dicks, in search of the best that the wilds have to offer, to share with you. After documenting (and banging) creatures and friends that I make on the trails, I bring my notes back to my shop, and begin working. I recreate exactly what I jotted down, and of course felt, and cast them in pure platinum grade silicone, box them up, and ship them off to you. You can now get a sense of the wild without having to put yourself in near death situations every other day.
So that's me, and that's why I'm here. Bringing a taste of the wild to people through recreations of what I've experienced. I’m going to keep exploring deeper and further than I ever have in search of what the wilds of these mountains, and beyond, have to offer. Follow along on the journey and get railed by adventure. Strap in, I've got many more stories to tell, and dicks to bring back from the wilds straight to your doorstep.
Yours Truly,
AKA Trader Dick
