Good Dogs Buried

Good Dogs Buried

How many good dogs you gonna bury before one buries you? Blue weighed 90 pounds, with webbed feet big as biscuits, long legs and a deep chest, the biggest Lab bitch I ever saw, out of Tomahawk, Wisconsin, from a kennel of field champions. An undertaker gave her away....

Monarchs with the Curling Horns

Monarchs with the Curling Horns

"Ram!" It kicks you in the heart when you hear it hissed by your guide, or better yet, when you whisper it to yourself on a solo hunt. They surely do have a hold me, those monarchs with the curling horns. Always have, at least since I can remember. Over the years,...

Texas Treasure: The Axis Deer

Texas Treasure: The Axis Deer

With their magnificent antlers and beautiful dappled coats, axis deer have become one of the Lone Star State’s most coveted trophy animals. A good hunt lingers in memory with more satisfaction than nearly all other sweet reminisces. I recall hunts with friends – the...

Heidi, The Record-Breaking Retriever

Heidi, The Record-Breaking Retriever

No dog, to anybody's knowledge, has done what Heidi did and racked up all the upland birds and all the migratory birds. In the late 1990s, on a beach in Vancouver, British Columbia, George Calef's eye was caught by a smallish chocolate Lab. The dog was retrieving a...

The Mountains Are Calling

The Mountains Are Calling

Calling to a gobbler is a way to try your hand, or mouth, at a bit of magic. I always have to convince myself that the first gobbler I hear in the spring was really a gobbler. It wasn’t a woodpecker hammering on a hickory, or a distant dog barking. It was a turkey....