The Christmas Rifle
This story by an unknown author reminds us the best gift of all is sharing with those in need.
A Thanksgiving Blessing
For more than 50 years I’ve been going up there. If it happens to be during hunting season – that is, deer season in the fall or turkey season in the spring – I usually have a rifle or shotgun in hand. For at least 30 of those years, my aging mother-in-law always...
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...
Mystery of the Man-Killer
He grabbed his gun, the bear charged with tremendous speed.
Whiskey and Palaver at the Dying of the Sun
Moses threw another load of sticks upon the coals. The fire crackled, sparks flew and smoke rolled. Zambia, in the valley of the Great Zambezi. Out on the sandbars, hippos were grunting up dates, a-hunka-hunka-hunka. A leopard coughed in the gathering dark and the...
Pa’tridge Fever
The proper hunting man experiences a special reverence for grouse country.
The Voice Inside
On the same night on the same mountain, two hunters face a deadly storm. Only one would survive. The worst type of danger is the danger that’s brought on by one’s own ignorance. Overconfidence and familiarity can blind a man to the peril that lies ahead, and he...
Roosevelt’s Rules to Hunt By
Theodore Roosevelt laid down a hunting code of ethics he lived out every time he went afield.
A Buck Named Mordecai
“I had plenty of time to come up with a good story for the men at camp as I lay bleeding in the woods.”