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.
Whiskey from a Coffee Cup
“Camp…Four miles! Up, down, then up long way!” spoke my smiling Sonoran guide.
I May Have to Shoot This One
I suppose, if there were a part of the world in which mastodon still lived, somebody would design a new gun, and men, in their eternal impudence, would hunt mastodon as they now hunt elephant. Impudence seems to be the word. At least David and Goliath were of the same...
Sounds Like Thunder
The plains were black with bison. The thunderous sound grew louder as the distance between the men and beasts quickly vanished.