The Art of Pointers and Flushers

The Art of Pointers and Flushers

The wind shifted overnight, and those northerlies sure cut yesterday’s highs in half. Replacing the hazy hot and humid was dog running weather; mid 40-degree highs, moderate humidity and a consistent, light-variable breeze. Carried on the wind was more than scent, and...
Frank Young: An Angler for the Ages

Frank Young: An Angler for the Ages

As a trout fisherman, Frank was simply the best I have ever been privileged to witness in action, and I’ve been astream with the likes of Gary Borger and Lee Wulff.

Murder

Murder

“If fishing interferes with your business, give up your business,” any angler will tell you, citing instances of men who have lost health and even life through failure to take a little recreation, and reminding you that “the trout do not rise in Greenwood...
Wayward in Hayward

Wayward in Hayward

The man who taught me grouse and woodcock lives with his wife in a Vermont hamlet just this side of Canada. He has some gray in his beard these days but only enough to make him look as wise as his years, and he smells like pipe smoke and cherry-wood shavings. He heats...
American Rifles vs. the British Product

American Rifles vs. the British Product

British gunmakers have long had an enviable reputation for turning out superior sporting guns and rifles. This has been mainly because from the very start they have always catered to the well-to-do class of discriminating sportsmen who have demanded the very best and,...
Nervous Water

Nervous Water

A father and son are finally reunited, on a secluded lake high in the Colorado Rockies. On a clear June morning, I took my father bass fishing into the Colorado Rocky Mountains. I had not seen or spoken to him in ten years. We ate an early breakfast at a truck stop on...