Where Dreams Were Born

Where Dreams Were Born

Your first encounter with a mountain nyala will stay with you forever. It may even haunt you. A soft mist rises from the forest valley like a whisper from a forgotten memory. Colobus monkeys growl. A bushbuck barks. A snake eagle soars past sheer cliffs. The wind...
Wild Places, Fine Guns, and Good Friends

Wild Places, Fine Guns, and Good Friends

Seeking out a covey of truly bobwhite quail can be a challenging and exciting adventure It was late on the last day of our hunt, and overcast with a cold northwest wind and the feel of snow in the air. My shooting partner, Brian Mudd, was the winner of Sporting...
Rumshark

Rumshark

When the shark hit the end of the line, it came up, shook his head just like those mahi did. The dock bowed, creaked, groaned, sagged. Clink, clink, clink. I was bent over the gunnel of Maggie C, a 26-foot Maine lobster boat rigged for ocean-running. Six weeks, 600...
The Grand Slam of Turkey Hunting

The Grand Slam of Turkey Hunting

A slam is considered one of the biggest feats in turkey hunting and will test your hunting skills and abilities to the max. The term “Grand Slam” has a myriad of definitions, evoking claims to accomplishment in the sports of baseball, thoroughbred horse racing, golf,...
Half a Dog

Half a Dog

All his life he’d wanted such a bird dog, and finally he was getting one, though problem was, he could only have half of him and dang if he could decide which half he wanted. Two old friends, been longer together than shoe leather, out huntin’: The morning...
The Tie that Binds

The Tie that Binds

A fishing knot does infinitely more than bind a fly or lure or bait to line, it binds a person to the idea of catching a fish. “It’s the tie that binds.” I wasn’t sure if he was making a statement to me or talking to himself. He slid the line...
Maryland Novice Nabs Her First Turkey

Maryland Novice Nabs Her First Turkey

It was a perfect hunt scenario, perfect shot placement, and a bit of luck for these novice turkey hunters to have experienced what unfolded before us. Oh, how I love to turkey hunt! Now I love to guide as well, having run my first paid guided turkey hunt. I’d been...
Hog Heaven

Hog Heaven

You can cuss wild hogs, just don’t cuss them with your mouth full You can run them with hounds and chase them on horseback or on foot. You can wade into the slashing, squealing, howling melee and kill them with a blade if it’s too tight to shoot between...