Life After Death
Poetic justice, I thought — that on the same mountain where I’d shot that bull in the heart before, I got hit in the heart. About mid-morning on a Montana mountainside the guide heard “Cody, just a minute.” He turned to see the hunter lean forward, then fall...The Time and The Wounded
A man of lesser conscience would have it easier. Regret and self-hate have plagued Casey every day, almost every waking hour, since the shooting. Casey Ryan’s bull elk crowds his study. Not many days had passed since the exciting hunt that he hadn’t...Grizzly Hunt – Fear in Fairyland
Soon I found a path which led me over a deep gouge in a log. I realized, this was a bear path! I’d followed deer trails, but never had I walked a path used only by bears. Roland Burrows turned his boat out to sea and said, “I’ll be back tonight at...
Wild
Just when you think a hunt couldn’t possibly get more dangerous and exciting, something really wild comes along.