The Antlers Were Extra
Records lists grew on entries from “meat hunters.” Effort and focus still lag Lady Luck!
On The Nose
Once merely a bullet’s front end, the tip has become an engineering project. Here’s why.
Alvin Biesen: Riflemaker of the Coalyards
Years ago, sweating, prone, almost out of time and watching mirage slow to a crawl through the 20x Redfield, I shaded downwind just out of the X-ring and caught it. “Good call,” came a voice behind the line. I rolled over, slid the bolt open on the Remington and...
The Extraordinary Bob Swinehart
Doing things the hard way became habit. With arrows. In Africa. At the end.
Sending One Bullet Elegantly
It is not necessary to kill with one shot. Neither must you find your mouth with a soft taco on the first try.
Hunters Lost
They knew what they were about. Hubris may have taken some. Others died innocent.
The Glorious 12th: Hunting the Red Grouse
It sneaked up like an important birthday only insiders knew. We hardly deserved party invitations!
Glass From the Past
Some “old” scopes were dandies! Would the hunters who used them prefer top sellers now? The Henriksen-stocked Mauser and its 6x Pecar scope were both heavy. But I was young and keen to scale the steeps for a bighorn ram. I found one in a nook, 250 yards below my path....
A Rifle to Palm
Power and accuracy make a rifle lethal. A waist that welcomes your hand makes it useful.