Behind the Badge

Behind the Badge

“It’s just a game, you play your half and I’ll play my half,” said the deer poacher after our abrupt 2:00 a.m. meeting along the rural dirt road. He was kinda right, and since I already had his rifle seized and secured, we would now wait for the game to continue....

Poland’s Sarna (Part 2 of 3)

Poland’s Sarna (Part 2 of 3)

“Planes, trains and automobiles!” said Mark Little with a broad smile as we boarded the train in Malmo, Sweden in route to the Copenhagen airport and the second leg of our Scandinavian Prohunters’ three-nation roe deer hunt. Both Carol Little and I had taken really...

Big Tusks, Big Risks

Big Tusks, Big Risks

I remember with pleasure how some 15 years ago a hunt for a big bull elephant was rewarded with a grand trophy shot in the most dramatic conditions, in the classic style. A young, active American brought his bride on safari with me, and his principal interest for the...

Old Scar Hip and Assorted Bruins

Old Scar Hip and Assorted Bruins

Old Scar Hip actually climbed the ladder to my stand. I sat inches away from his nose, contorted so that drawing the bow was impossible. That ladder was behind me. How this boar had collected his grisly name was uncertain. Perhaps an errant arrow while still in his...