Mister Howard was a Real Gent
The week before Thanksgiving that year, one of the Old Man’s best buddies came down from Maryland to spend a piece with the family, and I liked him a whole lot right from the start. Probably it was because he looked like the Old Man—ragged mustache, smoked a pipe,...
Sporting Classics TV Season 7 Episode 17 Trailer
From time-honored driven shooting to cutting-edge night vision technology, its a global pursuit of tusks and tradition as we journey across the country and around the world for high-energy hog hunting in this week’s episode of Sporting Classics with Chris...
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...
Attacked By a Grizzly
A veteran prospector, Hatheway was heading out from camp to stir something up for the pot. It had somehow become his task to put food on the table at the small mining camp. He was the oldest and felt somewhat responsible to use his shooting skills to keep the stewpot...
Going Up Under The Mountain
When it came to pheasants, Kelly had his own bag of tricks—mothods you’d never find in a dog-training manual.
Keeping Things Wild
There are some who can live without wild things, and some who cannot . . . This is a story for those who cannot. In 1927 Crazy Ernie, Kid Al and my dad won a hunting shack in a poker game and lost their hearts to a swamp. In a remote northwoods clearing stood a...
Sporting Classics TV Season 7 Episode 16 Trailer
This week, Sporting Classics with Chris Dorsey features upland hunting at the spectacular Cumberland Estate – a Virginia property which has been meticulously restored. If there is heaven on Earth for quail hunters, this could be it. The series airs on...
The Price of a Dog Part 1 of 3
Part One: Leaves Papa died in the spring of ’62 when I was 12 years old. Although there had been little interaction between us, he was still a needed figure in my life—a father. Mother wouldn’t, but I made allowances and excuses for his long absences. I would tell my...