Whiskey and Palaver at the Dying of the Sun

Whiskey and Palaver at the Dying of the Sun

Moses threw another load of sticks upon the coals. The fire crackled, sparks flew and smoke rolled. Zambia, in the valley of the Great Zambezi. Out on the sandbars, hippos were grunting up dates, a-hunka-hunka-hunka. A leopard coughed in the gathering dark and the...
Mamba Mayhem

Mamba Mayhem

Deep in the wilds of Africa, dealing with a deadly snake in your camp latrine can be a messy proposition.    One of the most terrifying encounters I have ever had with a dangerous snake took place on an early October morning in Zambia, on the Munyamadzi River. It had...
Theodore Roosevelt’s First Buffalo Hunt

Theodore Roosevelt’s First Buffalo Hunt

One September morning in the late 1880s, Theodore Roosevelt had a sudden desire to hunt buffalo on the western prairie. He had been honing his ranch-craft by staying at a cow camp a few miles up the Little Missouri River from his ranch in the Badlands of South Dakota....
Hunt for the Mystery Deer

Hunt for the Mystery Deer

The legendary hunter sets out to find the little ghost deer of the high Mexican desert. All of my life I had heard of a delicate little fairy deer even smaller than the regular Arizona whitetail. He’s a tiny little fellow and the smallest deer that scientists...
Remembering Guy Bignell

Remembering Guy Bignell

Guy Bignell, widely hailed as the heart of Griffin and Howe, passed away on October 6. Bignell opened Griffin and Howe in 1999 at Greenwich, Connecticut. He assumed the role as president and CEO from 2007 to 2015, then became the company’s fine arms specialist and low...
Old Three Toes

Old Three Toes

“Three Toes,” said an old rancher, with a kind of reverence, “is the fastest, longest-winded wolf that ever lived.” A smile swept across the craggy, weather-beaten face of Clyde F. Briggs as he read a telegram from the U. S, Biological Survey:...
Lo, the Long Brown Ridges

Lo, the Long Brown Ridges

To the deer hunter, sometimes black is white and up is down. It all depends on your point of view. Even now, I can feel the lucid silence of a cedar swamp – tomblike, tangled, ancient as the Book. And above the swamp the brown ridge rests in perpetual peace. This is...
Thank You, Oregon’s Animal-Rights Activists

Thank You, Oregon’s Animal-Rights Activists

Somebody ought to send Oregon’s animal-rights activists a thank-you note. In trying to outlaw hunting, fishing, and farming, they have made an excellent case for organizing the people they’d like to shut down. Their Initiative Petition 28 would have removed...
Two Sports

Two Sports

Men of remarkable talent and courage, Er Shelley and Paul Rainey brought a unique form of hunting to Africa. As the 20th century dawned, the gamelands near Memphis beckoned two very different young men. One was a pointing dog trainer from rural Michigan, uncannily...
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