FILED IN: The Sporting Life
Filed In: Hunt, Memories, On the Hunt, Quail, The Sporting Life
Cle-cle-cle. The sound was unmistakable—mountain quail. I hadn’t guessed I could find them this close to home. We saw their three-toed tracks in new-fallen snow. When we bounced a covey......
Filed In: Grouse, On the Hunt, The Sporting Life, Woodcock
On the Opening Day of the grouse and woodcock seasons, I am like a coiled spring. I wait for months on end until Father Time tick-tocks his way slowly through......
Filed In: Dog, Memories, People, Personality, Story, The Sporting Life
Rummaging in my hunting cabinet the other day, I came across a sheep bell. It is the one my dad used last century to keep up with his wide-ranging dogs.......
Filed In: Chukar, hunting, Lodge, On the Hunt, Partridge, The Sporting Life, Travel
The first bird up was a chukar partridge and it skied rapidly and then cut left. The sweet-mounting and swinging Caesar Guerini 20-gauge loaner gun barked and the partridge folded.......
Filed In: Bird, Chukar, Hunt, hunting, On the Hunt, The Sporting Life
The very name of the chukar evokes the sound of its call and the ache in my legs at the end of the day. Chuka-chuka-chuka. Idaho’s Salmon River is called......
Filed In: Bird, Experience, Hunt, Lodge, The Sporting Life, Travel
You know that feeling when everything is so perfect that your brain shuts down – stops thinking rational or coherent thoughts – and almost goes numb trying to focus all......
Filed In: Gun, History, International, Shoot, The Sporting Life
In 1956, a young German machinist named Horst Blaser set up a business to produce a hunting rifle. Although not a trained gun maker in the German tradition, Blaser had......