A Certain Slant of Light

An illumination of the opening of pheasant season, and that time of life when roles reverse.…

Life in a Bowl of Gravy

From rock doves to whitetails, a man couldn’t go no better. [by Rusty Ward] THE…

A Bodyguard of Lies

If the locals call them “partridge,” don’t believe a word. [by Terry Wieland]

The Secret Santee

Ghosts walk and ducks fly where a great but little-known river seeks the sea. [by…

Wild Country, Wilder Birds

  Hunting sharptails on the Crow Reservation. by Terry Wieland

Blurred Memories

Duck hunting in Virginia, with Cajun seasonings. [by Jim Mize]

The Grouse in My Head

“Hunting is not fiction, but it happens in the mind.” —Datus C. Proper, Pheasants of…


THE RAIN HAS STOPPED. The gray, drizzly winters have turned blue, warm, and bright. Walls…

The Bird Familiar

If you peel back the layers of North American bird hunting to expose its core, you…