Like an honest dog, it’ll be the standard by which you compare all other upland hunting books. It’s the highest level of praise for a handler to call a dog “honest.” By that handlers mean every time the dog points there is a bird under his nose. Honest...
Blackfly Lodge at Schooner Bay anchors a Bahamas community created especially for fishing. On a calm day, the slight slap of the water on the hull of a flats boat has one of two effects on me. If I’m tired, it can lull me into a trance, the kind that...
“It was over there, in old furniture stores, junk yards and other out of the way places—where they knew nothing about old guns, and cared less, just so they could sell them at most any price—that some of the real prizes turned up, such as the Sharps coffee mill...
There are many reasons for sportsmen to place North Dakota on their bucket list. The entire state, or about 90 percent of the territory, is home to large ranches and moderate-sized farms. Agriculture is king in a vast swath of land that stretches from the flat Red...
The year was 1969, and headlines were ablaze with Neil Armstrong’s moonwalk, Woodstock and, alas, bell-bottomed trousers. Meanwhile, Paul Iams founded a premium dog food company that he named Eukanuba. Competitors wondered, “Who in their right mind would double...
About a decade ago, my wife Angela and I took advantage of the cool fall temperatures that were delivered on an East wind to scour the beaches for striped bass. There was a cleanliness in the air, the kind only found along the coast. The wind had pushed offshore fish...
After graduating from Washington University, William H. Danforth grew tired with his job as a brick salesman. It was 1894, a time nearing the turn of the 20th century, and excitement was in the air. Businessmen scrapped tradition and quickly gravitated to new and...
One winter I had a particularly large pile of oak that needed to be split. Rather than grabbing a sledge, wedges, and an axe, I often found myself perusing websites listing classic American shotguns for sale. My gun cabinet wasn’t full, but there weren’t too many gaps...
Once upon a time there was a campground in my town that was used by the Boy Scouts. Every summer, hundreds of scouts gathered there, learning to set up tents, build fires, and cook meals. They didn’t just work though. They had fun as well. They’d go...
We stood in the elevator, he and I, and from a distance one would think we were friends. We both had Filson bags, wore L.L. Bean boots, and Carhartt jackets. The only visible differences were that he sported a moustache and a beard while I was clean shaven, and my...
