Duke Cannon Sees the Big Picture. While others may be content to get their dose of nature from the ‘epic’ screensavers of their computers, Duke Cannon heads straight to the source. Walking along a ridgeline, he pauses and takes a deep breath, savoring the clean, crisp air. Exchanging a subtle nod with an eagle flying overhead, he then continues his trek.
With scents of birchwood and tonka, High Country smells like a ridge trail at sunrise, not a windowless breakroom in a midwestern office park.
