The Lasting Legacy of Nash Buckingham
Regrets are scratches on the furniture of our lives that can never be polished away. The scars of fate that shoved aside dreams, the wounds of choices ill-chosen, the lesions of opportunities lost or dreams abandoned. Some are shallow; some are deep. Some settle...
Brays Island Plantation: Your Sporting Life Awaits
Spring has arrived at Brays Island, and owners get to enjoy all that the change of season brings: turkey season; hungry redfish in the waterways surrounding Brays; cobia season; and perfect weather for a day on the sporting clays course, golf course, or equestrian...
Bringing Back The Years
From a time-worn and battered old leather-bound hunting journal, a dried sprig of heather slipped from between embrowned pages. It was picked from the moor on a walk up grouse shoot spent on the Glorious 12th in the Scottish Highlands many years ago. As I read the...
The Room
There is a room in my house that is mine, and mine alone. It is where the camouflage resides, along with various styles of hunting boots and waders. A place where all of the duck, goose and elk calls hang from nails on the wall. Tents and sleeping bags are piled along...
Samuel “Baker of the Nile”
In autumn 1858, on a beautiful day in the Scottish Highlands, a remarkable sporting feat that would be recounted innumerable times until passing into legend, occurred. During dinner the previous evening at the Duke of Atholl’s estate, Sam Baker, recently returned to...
A Presidential Pursuit: Hunters Who Led the Nation
Roosevelt and Cleveland weren’t the only presidents who spent time afield.
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,...
At Home on the Range
The scud stacked up over the northeast, a gray washboard above the sea, to the horizon and beyond. Too late for a hurricane, but the wind didn’t care. Raindrops big as dimes on roofing tin and window glass, a racket like the devil beating some hellish rhythm on a...
A Man-Killing Bear and Revenge
Shocked and angered by his friend’s horrible death, the old trapper was determined to get revenge. Almost every trapper past middle age who has spent his life in the wilderness has stories to tell about exceptionally savage bears. One of these stories was told in my...
Hemingway’s Cuban Hideout
In part two of “In Pursuit of Papa,” the author heads outside the U.S. for clues about the famed sporting scribe.