A Trip Back To Yesteryear (Pre-1900)
Why are American deer hunters so infatuated with the past? What is it about looking at old pictures from yesteryear that stirs our very being? Hunting touches the soul. When we go back in time and see how our grandfathers and great grandfathers took to the woods and...
Visions from the Veldt – Kim Donaldson
A touchstone of Donaldson’s work is his ability to translate the feeling one gets in encountering tremendous volumes of open space. Kim Donaldson could do nothing to prevent his eyelids from closing. His mind was drifting in and out of fitful sleep and his body,...
A Company of Gentlemen Adventurers
The huge beast literally ripped off Pickering’s head.
Attacked by a Leopard!
Although Robert Ruark was regularly exposed to dangerous animals during his hunts, and though he had a great many narrow escapes, he only got hurt once. This happened on shikar in 1962, in the Madhya Pradesh region near Betul in Central India. There, a wounded leopard...
Killing a Lion With a Knife
Harry Wolhuter, a ranger in South Africa’s Kruger National Park for 44 years, led an amazing life. From Wolhuter’s memoir comes his amazing escape from a pair of hungry lions.
Where Giants Fought
Morgan Hillard Tracked the grizzly 90 miles by following prints and carnage left in its wake. Three miners dead; torn limbs and partly consumed bodies, grieving widows and children, and a horde of hunters now camped near “the meeting of the rivers,” a place named by...
Eric Forlee A Painter Charged with Life
And “charged” with life is exactly what he means. Incredibly, he has had no formal art training, yet he is considered by many to be among the world’s best wildlife artists. He considers himself a cultural orphan, whose life experiences span three...
Getting There
I take my time with the old men now. I take my time with the duffers I find on opening day, swapping yarns and a thermos by 9am, or posted alone on a barren ridge no deer has crossed in more than a decade. They will tell me, whether I ask or not, that they don’t...