
The Ledge
They were the absurd, precarious axle around which reeled the surged universal tumult. On Christmas morning before sunup the fisherman embraced his warm wife and left his close bed. She did not want him to go. It was Christmas morning. He was a big, raw man, with too...

Where There is a Wil…
A painter he is, and that's what he always wanted to be... His house is what realtors, in Salisbury, Maryland, call a two-story “Colonial.” It sits near the back of a tasteful subdivision — meaning one where developers have left standing the native loblolly pine, oak...

Taking the Icy Plunge
Sometimes I have to take the icy plunge to retrieve Mike's Ducks. BRRRRR! While Weimaraners like me are well known for finding, flushing and fetching upland birds, like pheasants and grouse (which I do when Mike finally connects and shoots one of those birds), I also...

Springing Into Action – Candid Cameron
The other day I was hunting pheasants along with other upland birds and Mike and his friend, Marlon, were dragging along behind. I, however, was springing into action, nabbing birds out of the air! Anyway, the place had that classic Here’s Your Sign! appeal. I spotted...

A Letter to My Cousin
Written on a Sunday evening in Charlotte, North Carolina, this letter originally appeared in Sundown Covey (1986). The author dedicated his book to his grandsons “and all who share with us the precept that the hunting and the fishing are more important than the kill...

Overcoming In-Season Obstacles with Your Duck Dog
You’ve waited to hit your honey-hole spot for the perfect day. You know that you’re hitting the migration just right, and if you’ve played your cards correctly, you’ll be limited out by early morning. SPONSORED CONTENT: Eyes to the sky, your calls have a large flock...

A Woman in White
By all the laws of nature, George Blackwell should have quietly died of hypothermia in that very spot. But nature doesn't always apply her laws with an even hand... At about the midpoint of his 67th season, George Blackwell looked at the world around him and decided...

Dining with Dogs Across America
I am making a list of restaurants where dogs are welcome. I understand that in many countries in Europe (where my ancestors came from), when the folks go out for supper, the dog goes along, sits at the table and in some places can grab a bite. Wow, I mean, I have to...

The Holidays are Here
The best holidays are just ahead for me. You hoomans have a holiday almost every month it seems. Most of them involve handing out candy, flowers — or hamburgers and hot dogs on the 4th of July, for example. My favorite holidays are just around the corner. First, there...

I Need a Vacation
All work and no play makes Cam a dull boy! Well, as I write these words the grouse and waterfowl seasons have been open around 70 days and I have been in pursuit of feathers for 62 of those days. Whew, I’m tired, and Mike needs to get a job so he does not hunt all the...