When modern deer hunting seasons were first established in Georgia during the late 1950s and early ’60s, it was against the law to hunt on Sunday in many (if not all) Georgia counties. Sometimes these laws were enforced and sometimes they weren’t,...
Q: A friend told me he shot a whitetail doe that had small upper canines or bugling teeth like an elk. Not sure I believe him. When I asked about seeing the skull, he said it was at a taxidermist who was doing a complete skull mount for him. Is there really such a...
In a three-day span I’d stalked a red stag, fished for browns and rainbows, then ended up with an exciting hunt for boar. I enjoyed them all at Tipiliuke. Sam Nede arrived at the beach well before daylight. Here on Captiva Island the shell hunters would soon be...
Poaching of Africa’s elephants continues at alarming levels, spurred by poverty, corrupt government officials, and the demand for illegal ivory in Asian countries. My earliest and fondest memories of the Kenya bush are the times I spent in Tsavo National Park...
With the possible exception of a Category 5 hurricane, nothing ruins a fishing trip quite like a lousy fishing partner. After years of research and character profiling, and spending time with some of the seediest elements in the underbelly of human society (my fishing...
Once he strikes a trail, a great rabbit dog like The General might just keep a’goin…on and on to the damn ends of God’s green earth. Everybody in the piedmont had heard of the General, but nobody had hunted with him. His owner, Reverend Eddie...
For Bill Eberlein, every dive is an opportunity to discover a Megalodon tooth or some other fossil that has not seen the light of day in millions of years. It is a universally acknowledged truth among fishermen, sportsmen and hopefully the general public, that one...
Meet some of the women who are infusing the NRA with high-octane energy, fresh thinking and the power of the purse…all with a feminine touch. The nickname “steel magnolias” first imprinted on the rest of the world by way of the 1989 movie of the same...
Fifty years later, the old men were boys once again. I suppose there was a time when the Captain and I did not know one another, when he did not call me a smart ass, but neither of us can recall when that might have been. We are about half senile now, or at least we...
Every single person I met at FTW Ranch was kind, supportive, helpful and enjoyable, and I am leaving here not just with new knowledge, but a lot of new friends. Fredo and I met at 6 a.m. to hunt for hogs again this morning. It had just finished raining and was still...
