First Deer for Wyatt

First Deer for Wyatt

A bit before dawn, Wyatt Grimmelt and his dad, Tony, had been delivered to their stand along a logging road through a cut over forest by a swamp close to the Edisto River. They were hunting out of Deerfield Plantation, Hugh Walters’ hunting lodge in St. George, S.C....
Long Live the King

Long Live the King

Rather than disrespecting a trophy, a bit of tasteful decoration can help to establish him as part of the family. For seven summers, the king enjoyed the adoration of his subjects, the ladies of his court literally fawning before him. His graying cape was stretched...
Canada Pays Hunters To Kill Moose

Canada Pays Hunters To Kill Moose

Canada pays hunters to shoot moose? Just when I think I’ve got modern Homo sapiens figured out, they muddy the waters. Consider the $731,000 Canadians have spent hiring First Nations people — Mi’kmaq hunters, according to the news report I read — to “hunt” moose that...
It Was the Dog’s Fault

It Was the Dog’s Fault

December 17th, 2018 Mrs. William Crawford Grant 102 Gold Street, Cloud City, Heaven Dear Grandmother, I apologize. Yes, I know you said never hunt or fish on Sundays. Yes, ma’am you raised me better than that. But I was thinking that you might make an exception just...
Field Dispatch – The Hunting Commute of 1/2/19

Field Dispatch – The Hunting Commute of 1/2/19

As six wood ducks banked and dropped low over the head of Lukas Allen this morning, I could sense the impatience with his watch. Only a few more minutes listening to that whiny whistling and the rapid but somehow synchronized beating of wings before things would be...
Hunting the Bezoar Ibex

Hunting the Bezoar Ibex

Bezoar ibex average 140 pounds and possess extremely long, characteristically knobby horns in relation to body size, making it one of the most attractive members of the ibex family. With my rifle resting on a suitcase-sized boulder, I could not get situated for a shot...
Not Your Average Outdoor Influencer

Not Your Average Outdoor Influencer

In the age of social media, few outdoor accounts truly stand out and leave one feeling inspired. In an increasingly crowded space, authenticity is quite rare. The rise of outdoor influencers has equally good and bad consequences—with the latter getting more attention....
Ringing Anticosti’s Bell

Ringing Anticosti’s Bell

A late November nor’easter bludgeoned Anticosti into patinaed greys and smoky lodens. Squalling bands of horizontal snow bowed tall and scraggly firs hard to lee. Foot thick epaulets of heavy rime worn by branches of stubby spruce would have glisten had there been the...
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