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Hunting As Writ

Like Robert Ruark’s hero, Alec Barr, in The Honey Badger, who “knew he had them,…

‘Tis the Season

Get yourself a good late-summer, early-fall fish, a hatchery steelhead or bright, upriver chinook.  In…

A Grouse Quartet

It stirs you more than any love of country, the master wrote, yet it has…

Dog Days

Joe Kelly calls.  He’s been out of the country – so have I – and…

Billy and the Field Trial

He was born in April in the middle of a high-mountain snow storm. His mother,…

Mosquitos

There’s a measure of rich cosmic irony in the fact that so much of the…

Gun Dog

I’ve had hunting dogs all my life. English, Llewellin, and Irish setters. Beagles, Weimaraners, Labs,…

Into the Mystic

About the time I concoct my own variation on Del Brown’s old yet timeless permit…

Mud in Your Eye

I disapprove of drinking. But not saloons, oddly enough. Coming off the water on a…

The Doing of the Thing

Recently I ran into an ex-student of mine who related that he and several of…

On Safari with Grant Hacking

I wish I’d collected the T-shirts I’ve seen over the years of Africa’s Big Five…