A Christmas in Moose Land

A Christmas in Moose Land

This article originally appeared in the January 1899 issue of Outing.  The world was white. Day after day the cold had held, the only changes being from fair to snow and from snow to fair. Such days as the fair ones had been! The sun blazing from flawless blue, the...
Old Ephraim Part 1 of 2

Old Ephraim Part 1 of 2

Wounded or cornered, the grizzly will attack with a headlong, reckless fury that renders him one of the most dangerous of wild beasts. As the restless frontiersmen pressed out over the Western plains, they encountered in the grizzly a beast of far greater bulk and...
Stalked by the Predator

Stalked by the Predator

It was November in rural Virginia, solidly into whitetail season. Well south of Richmond, with a respectful nod to musician Oliver Anthony. I was on a huge farm, owned by a retired Army Lieutenant Colonel who had become a key mentor to me. I had no idea going in that...
Don’t Sell Pronghorns Short!

Don’t Sell Pronghorns Short!

Pronghorns offer one of North America’s finest sporting opportunities. Spotting and stalking these high-plains drifters is just plain fun! Confession, at least in open form, is said to be good for the soul. With my particular soul being in dire need of the slightest...
Sporting Classics TV Season 7 Episode 23 Trailer

Sporting Classics TV Season 7 Episode 23 Trailer

This week, Sporting Classics with Chris Dorsey features a unique hunt for giant red stag and elk in Oklahoma for two experienced hunters.  It’s a New Zealand hunt without the jet lag! The series airs on prime-time on Thursday at 10pm ET, with additional airings...
To the Top

To the Top

To the top!” I said, grinning, when Jake asked where we were going while pointing nearly straight up to a spot where two giant peaks collide. For few such as us, this is where dreams of trophy bighorn sheep, elk, and mule deer begin. Five hours later Jake Worthington...
Karamojo Crossing

Karamojo Crossing

The rains were gone but the rivers were still swollen. He looked on in amazement as the men calmly walked into the river, each man carrying a big elephant tusk across his shoulder. As they neared the middle of the river, they continued to walk until one by one they...
Blindsided

Blindsided

It had been a chain of thrills. First, the answer of one bull from the top of the darkening ridge, screaming, rolling into a chorus of chuckles, earnest and deep. Then a second, 200 yards right, angry and urgent. And yet another, in the canyon below, maybe a half-mile...