That Dog’ll Hunt
I’ve known men to agonize more over naming a bird dog than naming their own children. Continue reading That Dog’ll Hunt
I’ve known men to agonize more over naming a bird dog than naming their own children. Continue reading That Dog’ll Hunt
Because stories are meant to be shared. And hunts are meant to be celebrated. Continue reading Because Stories Are Meant To Be Shared
This week’s post comes straight from the pages of my journal. What follows are a few of the notes I … Continue reading Under Teddy’s Gaze
It’s the wind that we outdoorsmen well and truly despise. Continue reading Where The Wind Blows
“Then the host of the event paid for a shoulder mount because I’m way too poor and we turned that deer into six months’ worth of tasty dishes.” Continue reading Because Stories Are Meant To Be Shared: Zane Williams
It finally struck me that my son is finding his way in a world that is actively pressuring him to steer clear of the very things I hold dear. Continue reading Taking Aim
By and large, my offseason is reserved for another pastime. The offseason, for me, is a time for dreaming. Continue reading Offseason
The first taste of my first kill was all it took to convince me to return for seconds. Continue reading Because Stories Are Meant To Be Shared: Alan Gower
“I meant exactly what I said,” replied the host bluntly. “There’s first love. There’s first hate, too.” Continue reading Because Stories Are Meant To Be Shared: First Hate
I had just calmed my breathing and corralled my heart rate, convinced that my eyes were playing tricks on me, when the jake began to speak. Continue reading Mournful Echoes