Archive: October, 2013 | Covey Rise Magazine
Filed In: Chef + Plate, Food, Recipe, Restaurant, Toasting the Hunt
Chef Hank Shaw Author of Hunter, Gather, Cook: Finding the Forgotten Feast & Duck, Duck, Goose: Recipes and Techniques for Cooking Ducks and Geese Ingredients for Roast Woodcock 2 to......
Filed In: Culture, Dog, hunting, On the Hunt, The Sporting Life
English cocker spaniels hold a special place in my heart. Watching these handsome dogs hunt a field, quartering in their distinctive figure-eight pattern, is almost hypnotic. Like when you gaze......
Filed In: Bird, Grouse, Hunt, On the Hunt, The Sport Life
To me, “remote” was an abstraction, a vague idea of distance and expanse and low probability. Until I found it on a map. Remote, Oregon, doesn’t pass for much of......
Filed In: Culture, Gun, History, Stories, The Sporting Life
In 1948, a young Italian gunmaker man named Stefano Fausti stood at his workbench, picked up his files, and started a company. For most people, the time wouldnot have seemed......
The first half of the 20th Century might well be described as the golden age of the bobwhite. It was an era that produced some of the finest writing ever......
Filed In: Chef + Plate, Food, Recipe, Restaurant, Toasting the Hunt
Chef Hank Shaw Author of Hunter, Gather, Cook: Finding the Forgotten Feast & Duck, Duck, Goose: Recipes and Techniques for Cooking Ducks and Geese Ingredients 1 pheasant, cut into serving-size......
Filed In: Chef + Plate, Food, Recipe, Restaurant, Toasting the Hunt
Chef Hank Shaw Author of Hunter, Gather, Cook: Finding the Forgotten Feast & Duck, Duck, Goose: Recipes and Techniques for Cooking Ducks and Geese Ingredients 2 cottontail rabbits, or 1 domestic...
Filed In: Bird, Dog, Hunt, On the Hunt, Shoot, The Sporting Life
At this time of year, I always wonder when I’ll get my last woodcock point of the year. Which dog will be the one to lock up on the point......
Filed In: Bird, Experience, Hunt, On the Hunt, People, Stories, The Sporting Life
It was a long way to the end of the fencerow, and plantar fasciitis was killing me. Each step felt like a spear was being jammed into the bottom of......
