by Robert Sohrweide | Feb 28, 2025
Last November in Scotland, a line of seven friends spaced 20 yards apart marched across a harvested field in pursuit of pheasant. On that misty morning, hunters, dogs and gamekeepers were eager to find birds and almost immediately they did. A brightly feathered...
by Robert Sohrweide | Oct 24, 2019
Gordon, my loader, was a strong-looking older man of upright bearing, with full, florid cheeks and a friendly smile. He was responsible for me, my safety, my shotgun and shells. Gordon guided me to and from the butts and, although carrying my gun and shells, still had...
by John Ross | Sep 25, 2019
Mention salmon and grouse in the same breath and hunting and fishing Scotland instantly comes to mind. Gentlemen in snap brim hats, Norfolk shooting jackets, plus fours and wellies to the knees, best gun poised with loader at the ready, their eyes searching the brow...
