
The Chowgarh Tigress
Jim Corbett’s adventures with man-eating tigers have made his name famous in tiny villages of the Kumaon Hills in India. The man-eater is the rare tiger, usually one so weakened by old age or wounds that it cannot do its usual hunting and is forced to prey on human...

Song of the Kalahari
In the latter part of her life, Karen Blixen wrote wistfully of her one-time home in East Africa. The story became the book, Out of Africa and the movie of the same name. Africa still called to her decades after her departure. And I think I understand. Unlike her, I...

The Least of Your Worries, Pt. 1
A safari full of parasites, crocs, stampeding buffalo, and terrorists with automatic weapons and mortars.

Death in Sidamo
May 1979 Ethiopia, much like Nicaragua, ain’t what it used to be. It’s the same problem of Marxist incursion that has so altered life there that the country I knew really was a last horizon. There is still safari hunting in Ethiopia, but I think things have a very...

Quicksand & Curses
Not everything in Africa that tries to kill you is even alive. Well, okay. I’ve since learned that that first sentence is a bit of trumped-up, deltoid-pumping rhetoric. Maybe you’ll forgive me, though, because at the moment it happened, I genuinely believed I would...

The New Russell Safari
Marrying the lightweight comfort of the PH and the performance of the Backcountry, the new Russell Moccasin Safari isn't just an upgrade, it's a whole new animal. The Safari is built for Africa, but will probably end up on your feet everyday. Best paired with some...

Dead or Alive in Zimbabwe
I had an uneasy, anxious feeling as we drove to the bait tree just east of camp. It was with a bit of apprehension that I viewed my trip back to Zimbabwe and a patch of hunting land I had come to know and love. Through my long-term partnership with property owner...

Ducks Down Under
The author would enjoy many pleasant surprises during his week of waterfowling in Australia.

On the Spoor of a Spiral Horn
If I was going to take a shot at the kudu we’d been hunting all day, it would have to be now. And it would be like threading a needle. If I was going to take a shot at the spiral horned kudu we’d been hunting and tracking all day, it would have to be now. And it was...

Royal Hunter
On a trip to Nepal several years ago, I was making my way apprehensively along a maze of trails to a remote tent camp in the Chitwan area. Adding to my anxiety, I had passed several fresh pugmarks of tigers, and as the light began to fade I imagined a big cat watching...