Mountain Lion Against All Odds

Mountain Lion Against All Odds

As with any type of hunting, circumstances can change abruptly when hunting mountain lion with hounds. There is either a track to run, or there is not, and this changes instantaneously. We had put ten miles behind us in a hike in Idaho’s snow-covered backcountry...
Our Best Friend

Our Best Friend

Much of my childhood in Thief River Falls, Minnesota, was excruciatingly lonely. Family troubles, devastating shyness and a complete lack of social skills ensured a life of solitude. Hunting was not only my opening into a world of wonder; it was my salvation. From the...
Make Mine A Mauser

Make Mine A Mauser

I threw in with the Swedes about 1972, broke down on my way to Alaska. Ten Mile hill outside St. Paul but my old truck only made nine of them. I called a buddy with a log chain. “Come get me!” He found me a garage on an alley behind a mansion on Summit Avenue, just...
Mom, The Official “Tick-Checker”

Mom, The Official “Tick-Checker”

Protect your family from ticks – and Dad! When you venture outdoors with your family, you will likely encounter ticks and other potentially harmful parasites. Ticks and the like tend to climb up your legs to the most vulnerable and intimate of places, secret places...
A Striking Pair Of Hill Country Rifles

A Striking Pair Of Hill Country Rifles

Hill Country Rifles is a lot like the Psalmists in the Old Testament. They restoreth my soul.It isn’t that high-tech, synthetic stocked rifles aren’t tough, reliable, deadly accurate and good looking. It’s that they have no warmth, no soul. They’re like a runway...
Catching the Sockeye Train

Catching the Sockeye Train

My reel was hissing as line ran off it. My ten-weight fly rod was bent and shaking. My heart was beating rapidly as I felt the strong sockeye salmon fighting at the end of the line. That fish had hit my red wet fly eight feet in front of me in just over a foot of...