by Stanley S. McGowen, PhD | Nov 11, 2026
A feral Texas childhood means you never forget a hard-running pack of hounds. Sitting here listening to music by Guy Clark, almost every song reminds me of my youth. Growing up in Callahan County Texas was not necessarily unique, but it was exciting for a very...
by Cecil Cherry | Nov 11, 2026
If you’ve never cooked the most delicious of shellfish on an open fire, you are in for a wild marsh treat. My wife, Pam, and I traveled to Daufuskie Island the next to the last weekend of duck season in South Carolina. This was Pam’s first trip here and I was very...
by Stephen Wesbrook | Nov 6, 2026
Click Here to Read Part 1 This is the second half of a two-part article on classic European doubles imported into the U.S. between the end of our Civil War and the start of the First World War. Part I, which was published in Sporting Classics July/August 2025...
by Chris Clark | Nov 3, 2026
A boy’s first hunt in rural Georgia, and a memory that still looms large sixty years later. Now that I’m in my sixties, I’ve been on many hunts, but no trophy looms larger in my memory than a little rabbit and riding with the great beagle “Buck” in the middle seat of...
by Worth Mathewson | Oct 29, 2026
On January 23, 1990 Kevin Thacher, my wife Marge, and I made our way a mile over rolling sand dunes from the English village of Wells-next-the-Sea. There was a very strong wind, alternating with ice, rain and heavy snow. We were there for the goose flight....
by Chris Dorsey | Sep 27, 2026
I didn’t know Cabot Pitts. But when I read the message from Keith Atcheson and Jack Atcheson Jr. announcing his death, I found myself thinking about an awful lot of people I do know—and how much of my life I owe them. Some of the best friends I’ve made have been...
by Wayne van Zwoll | Sep 26, 2026
The Model T, Coolidge, then Depression defined the 1920s. Winchester added the 270. It alone endures. Night’s chill lies late in Spoon Creek. I slipped into cold wool and left the tent before dawn was a pale smudge. Breath white, I climbed through the timber to a bald...
by Bob Cappelletti | Sep 15, 2026
In a single defining moment, a young boy comes to understand both privilege and purpose. I suppose there is truly a time for all things, and that only in their own time will they spark with the unique consecration of all that is original, as in a scarlet dawn, a...
by H.S. Canfield | Sep 15, 2026
A classic Story from 1900 by H.S. Canfield. It took Robert Lee Briggs five years, working off and on, to slay the red-winged mallard. The pursuit got to be so much of a passion with him that it hurt his business, for he was a market-hunter on the southwestern coast of...
by Robert Ruark | Sep 11, 2026
Things were different when he was a lad—back when nothing was artificial or contrived, and the days and seasons were filled with high adventure. It’s a popular pastime among adults, when the hair begins to gray and the aches of middle age grow stronger, to look back...
