My pants are soaked from the morning dew left on the underbrush. I’ve just tripped a third time over a decapitated stump from a state...

We dropped anchor under a blood red Mexican sky in a leeward anchorage off the coast of Isla San Francisco. The old sailor’s maxim held...

“You brought your bow?” My guide asked me, just as he spit out his chewing tobacco a little too close to my boots. “Yeah. I brought my...

Dan had just finished MacGyvering my Remington 870 16-gauge shotgun to my bird vest, allowing me the use of a trekking pole for the...

The African sun beat down with unrelenting intensity, baking the red soil of the Limpopo province. Even in the early morning, the heat...

“I’m telling you, when I was stationed out in Southern California, I saw the most beautiful landscapes, experienced the best food, rode...

My father holds a lot of titles; father, husband, grandfather, business-owner, follower-of-Christ, beekeeper, hunter, he’s an original...

Niall motioned me to crawl toward him. As I crept forward, low to the ground, through the water and the mud I could feel the cold seeping...

Ruark worked in front of me like a dog that had been chasing pheasants longer than he has- he quartered only steps ahead, following bird...

It’s a funny thing, bonding over shared history with someone from another culture. I was in Namibia, on my first safari. It happened to...

Growing up, I didn’t have a whole lot of common interests with my father. Sure we hunted deer in the fall and birds once the winter chill...

In Latino America, where wingshooting can be synonymous with triple digit totals of wildfowl shot, it is the unsung bird boys who are...

As the 2024 harvest wraps up and hunters begin to arrive, I’m reminded of the pivotal role we play in each other’s lives. I own and...

The two-track forest road rounded dry ridges and crossed small draws with little to no flowing water. The road was overgrown with...

Televised on ESPN, the Houston/Tulane game was by far Tulane’s most anticipated game of the year. The Green Wave managed a miraculous win...

It’s December, the year 1941 is coming to a close as the Nazi Party led by Adolf Hitler, along with its Axis Partners, declare war...

“So, you’re telling me I just walk up and stab it?”, I asked once again, not really believing Josh. “Yes.” I sighed and gripped my...

I glance down at my Garmin to check the temperature, as the cackle of a rooster can be heard in the distance. Negative sixteen. With the...

I climbed down the old rusty ladder of my treestand just as the visibility of a worn out 50 gallon feed bucket had started to fade. This...

There’s a sea of sage before us- beckoning with waves of green and unforeseen coveys of chukar. In the distance, a pheasant cackles. The...