J.A. Hunter’s Africa
He saw Africa raw, tapped its treasures and chafed at what his generation had wrought.
Ruark On Safari: The Grand Old Elephant
An excerpt from Ruark Remembered by Alan Ritchie who served as Ruark’s personal secretary for 12 years. Then finally the day came, and as it so happened with the aid of a ten-year-old Samburu-Rendille maiden, that Bob got on the trail of what promised to be very big...
The Death of the Second Man-Eater
The end of a reign of terror unlike anything the outdoor world has ever seen.
Reluctant Rhino
The rivers that bounded Juja Farm, not only the Athi, but the Nairobi and Rewero, contained hippopotami and crocodiles in the deep pools. I was particularly anxious to get one of the former, and early one morning Judd and I rode off across the plains, through the...
The Short, Dangerous Life of Paul Rainey
He had it all – money, education and looks – along with an obsession for danger that would get another man killed. He was a millionaire, Arctic explorer, big game hunter and movie producer – a man who was larger than life in everything that he did. Born September 18,...
The Hard Life of an Elephant Hunter
From: African Hunting and Adventure Ramshua—29th. I found five bull elephants, gave chase, and singled and drove out the largest, and gave him a couple of pills to make him quiet; he shortly turned and stood at bay, about forty yards off, and then came on with a...
Single-shot Ground Hippo
“I’ve been talking with Randall Pence at Ruger,” said my friend Lee Newton. “I’ve got a Ruger No. 1, chambered in .450-400 NE 3-inch, that we think you need to take to Africa and shoot something big! You interested? It’s a sweet-shooting rifle. You likely know a...
Roosevelt’s Smoldering Savannah
A raging wildfire threatens to bring President Roosevelt's safari to a quick and untimely end. It was a terrifying sight that greeted Theodore Roosevelt as he stepped from his tent that morning in 1910, and it was something that could have brought a costly and...
The First Time I Saw God
It was about 5:15 p.m., 108 miles northeast of Oran, I remember, when the starboard gunners shouted, ‘’Torpedo off the bow!” The helmsman tried to swing her so the thing would run parallel to us, but the old bucket was bottom-heavy with about 9,000 tons of high...
Blackout Black Death by Q
More than a hunt, Blackout Black Death is a thesis on the 8.6 BLK caliber, a deliberate test of ballistics and design: can a 12″ suppressed rifle that weighs just ~6 lbs truly take down a Cape Buffalo? The film answers that question in blood and dust, pairing...