Browsing Category Wingshooting
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Featured
A Certain Slant of Light
An illumination of the opening of pheasant season, and that time of life when roles reverse. [by Gerard H. Cox III] Thinking about fathers and sons recently, I’ve come to ...
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The Goodbye Bob
Farewell to quail, with a presentment of ghosts. [by O. Victor Miller] “SON OF A BITCH! That was the luckiest shot I ever saw!” Karen, my editor and ...
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Life in a Bowl of Gravy
From rock doves to whitetails, a man couldn’t go no better. [by Rusty Ward] THE DOVE’S WINGS FLASHED BRIGHT AND DARK AGAINST THE CEDARS UNDER A PALE SEPTEMBER ...
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Wingshooting
A Bodyguard of Lies
If the locals call them “partridge,” don’t believe a word. [by Terry Wieland] ...
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The Secret Santee
Ghosts walk and ducks fly where a great but little-known river seeks the sea. [by Robert Pinckney] ...
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Wingshooting
Wild Country, Wilder Birds
Hunting sharptails on the Crow Reservation. [by Terry Wieland] ...
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Wingshooting
The Grouse in My Head
“Hunting is not fiction, but it happens in the mind.” —Datus C. Proper, Pheasants of the Mind Proust had his madeleines. Grouse hunters have their intracranial videos. [by ...
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Wingshooting
Done Unto Others
To Argentina, for ducks and doves and perdiz and a timeless sense of wonder. [by Reid Bryant] ...
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