Hunt the Last Day
Health problems teach the author to cherish each hunt like it’s his last.
Health problems teach the author to cherish each hunt like it’s his last.
Hold onto your hat. Quail, chukars, pheasants, and Huns in profuse salvos over handsome dog-work, with a no-limit bag.
“To stand before the giant boar with his keen tusks, and then to deal the death stroke with a spear, requires great nerve and skill.”
The second of a two-part review.
A hunter’s near-fatal encounter with a tiger.
It’s a miracle any of the family members survived this ordeal.
“I definitely won’t be here in the winter, but I’m here now and one of the goats knows it. It looks at me for a long time. I look back.”
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Oregon hunters can now sell their trophy mounts. Would you?
“You can rely on the WX channel or study Doppler Radar all you want, but when you’re done with the research, lob a call to The Weather Man.”