Wing-Shooting Scotland In October
Last October was a special month. I was in Scotland, and for two days I hunted red grouse in the moors near Inverness — one day of driven birds and one day of walk-up. It was the trip of a lifetime with friends and family. Excitement rode beside us as we...
Our Gobbler
I suppose that there are other things that make a hunter uneasy, but of one thing I am very sure: that is, to locate and to begin to stalk a deer or a turkey, only to find that another hunter is doing precisely the same thing at the same time. The feeling I had was...
Adventures in Minnesota’s Black Bear Country
They look cute from a distance but up close, they are like a 400-pound racoon. A momma coon may have six or eight coonlets in a year, a bear might have twins, rarely triplets and then only every two years. Cubs are born bald and blind at about a half pound during...
The Meat Dog
“Any dog courageous enough to bust himself up to point a bird for me earns my respect. And it is for their tireless and gritty hard work that I am forever grateful.”
The Old Bull of Sawmill Creek
How a piece of wildlife art directed one man’s hunting destiny.
Preserving Turkey Memories
A delightfully different approach.
Home on the Range
Enjoying the abundance of wildlife on the American prairie.
Hunting Elk on Colorado Public Land
With over-the-counter licenses and on publicly hunted Forest Service land.
My Shotgun is Quick
The barrels of my Roscoe felt smooth as a chorus girl’s ankle as I slid my hand over the cold steel.