“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...

In Kenya he found big game and adventurous women–peril and economic ruin, too. He relished the risks. They started on the Congo, at the former slaving hub, Stanleyville, in a steel boat bought from a Belgian trader. Its three-ton capacity belied its small size....

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...

We stood now in the shade of the trees with great smooth trunks, circled at their base with the line of roots that showed in rounded ridges up the trunks like arteries; the trunks the yellow green of a French forest on a day in winter after rain. But these trees had a...

The night was warm and still and, although there was no moon, the myriad stars cast a bright glow over the village as the hunter took his position outside one of the huts. He had just arrived in the Bangalore region of southern India where he was waiting for one of...

While rummaging through some of my father’s old books, I stumbled across African Game Trails by Theodore Roosevelt. It’s an interesting read regarding the exploits and African journeys of an American hunter and conservationist. One chapter, “Uganda, and the Great...

“For extended trips, where time is no object and cross country work is intended, the ox-wagon is the best means of conveyance, especially if a bulk of heads and skins is to be collected, and carried about. The hire of a wagon, with a full span of oxen native driver,...