The Hunters’ Predicament
A couple of years ago I found myself hunting late season public lands in West Virginia. Having never hunted here before I took to…
A couple of years ago I found myself hunting late season public lands in West Virginia. Having never hunted here before I took to…
There are times, especially early in a season, when forest grouse – Dusky, Spruce, Ruffed – have yet to recognize that almost everything loves…
Chukar Partridge have some nasty habits. They hang out in lofty spaces, the rockier and more rugged the better. Chukar are a non-native…
Sitting here in camp staring at these two peaks in Arapaho National Forest. In the last week the dogs and I have visited both….
I’ve been accused in the past of trying to make every bird hunt a “religious experience.” I laughed it off when first cast. But…
Rio the setter is holding just below a lip of pitted volcanic stone a few paces up this 60 degree slope. We’ve climbed for…
“I am lost” “Going to shoot. Let me know if you can hear it.” “Hear it?” “I was 50 yards from the truck.” It’s…
Bird hunters seem to have an unhealthy fixation with placing birds on tailgates, bumpers, and hoods for photos. I honestly don’t get it. Upland…
Spike camp was two miles from base — as the raven flies not really that far in this expansive National Forest. But as flatlanders…
This upland season is fast approaching. The preparations of the past few seasons manifested in paper and piles. Maps stretched over more maps to…