Beginning Again Come July

Beginning Again Come July

“In every journey the road will bend. Who can know how the story will wend? To every beginning, there must come an end.” Cliché? Maybe, but profoundly, as inescapable truths that bracket the birth-to-death limits of our being. In the between time, there is...
Boddington’s Best Buck

Boddington’s Best Buck

A large, dark brown bear appeared on the ridge above us. The sound of Craig’s one shot was all it took for that top predator to home in on us. Soon after being put ashore we jumped a huge buck at sixty yards that took off quartering away to the right. I told him to...
Hash: The “Whatchagot Stew” of the South

Hash: The “Whatchagot Stew” of the South

How to use less desirable wild game cuts to make a great South Carolina Barbecue Hash “No one knows exactly what the ingredients of Whatchagot Hunter’s Stew are because there is a firm rule against anyone shining a light into it.” – Patrick F. McManus  “Only a fool...
Wouldn’t It Be Great to Have a Permanent Puppy?

Wouldn’t It Be Great to Have a Permanent Puppy?

“Wouldn’t it be great?” Kjos said again, his blood up, completely dismissing the ducks, “To have a permanent puppy, to have first love over and over again?” The sun slept in that years-ago Utah morning over the Salt Lake marshes. Where Kjos and I were guests in an...
A Night With the White Goats

A Night With the White Goats

For rugged grandeur and soundless solitude, pursue the majestic white goats in their mountain haunts. Having hunted elk, sheep and other big game through the West in previous years, we were anxious to add a goat’s head to our modest collection. After many inquiries...