Back from the Brink

Back from the Brink

I now have my own tale of a brush with death. While the pages of Sporting Classics magazine are filled with tales of near-death battles between man and various beasts, I now have my own tale of a brush with death. No, I did not get charged by a Cape buffalo, trampled...

The Rise of Hipster Hunters

The Rise of Hipster Hunters

A new brand of sportsmen has begun taking to the field. Hunting embodies many ideas — tradition, camaraderie, stewardship, self-reliance — but it has never placed much emphasis on staying abreast with movements or trends beyond the scope of the outdoors. And this, in...

The Great Emu War

The Great Emu War

Ugly, shaggy, wide in the hips, quarrelsome, six feet tall, prone to grunting, sneaky as the cagiest Appalachian gobblers, with spurs that can rip down steel fences and a brain the size of a small walnut ... no, not your mother-in-law, but potentially a new game...

Buffalo Dream, Bison Nightmares

Buffalo Dream, Bison Nightmares

No time to fart or fumble, on my belly with a beast that had tried to kill a man only the day before. Willard Sumption had a buffalo ranch a little south of Aberdeen in that rolling country east of the Missouri breaks. Willard had one bad eye from the time two of his...