Why We Miss Birds in Upland Hunting
The pointer was facing me, and I could see that he was locked up tighter than a tick. His head was high, his tail set was ramrod straight, and there was no question there was a covey of quail under his nose. The birds were between him and me, and since it was my turn...
A Duck Call Shouldn’t Sound Like That
Duck calling is like any musical talent: some people have the gift . . . and some people do not.
Why I Work with My Wife
Sharing a home and a home office can be trying at times, but when works gets to be too much, this couple heads afield.
A Thanksgiving Blessing
For more than 50 years I’ve been going up there. If it happens to be during hunting season – that is, deer season in the fall or turkey season in the spring – I usually have a rifle or shotgun in hand. For at least 30 of those years, my aging mother-in-law always...
Tested: Benelli’S M2 Field
SPONSORED CONTENT An out-of-the-box waterfowl wrecker that doubles as a do-all shotgun, Benelli’s M2 Field hits a pleasing semi-automatic price point, promises flawless function and is a pure joy to shoulder and shoot. Benelli changed the game in 1991...
A Grouse & Woodcock Ironman
This bird hunt covered the same distance as three marathons and demanded half the time required by the Tour de France.
Abel Chapman: Forgotten Hunting Writer and Conservationist
Many of the literary figures from the Victorian and Edwardian eras who hunted extensively in Africa and wrote about their experiences are virtual household names among today’s armchair adventurers. Foremost among them is Theodore Roosevelt, although obviously the...
Down On the Border: Mearns’ Quail
I’d been following my Brittany, Tess, through the steep, rocky canyons of southeastern Arizona’s Coronado National Forest for the better part of an hour when her bell fell silent. I found her upslope—bug-eyed, trembling and stretched out on point—at the base of a live...