I started hunting in September of 1972. Seated on the ground next to my father, I settled the gold front bead of a 410 single shot on a fox squirrel’s head and pulled the trigger. Fifty-two years ...

Ask another hunter to join you for a snipe hunt, and you must be careful how you phrase the invitation. Even then, you may get a knowing grin and a polite decline. The image of an age-old practical ...

LUCAS – A wise man once told me to never get hung up on any one thing. He was speaking, I believe, about hunting and fishing. He told me a story about a turkey he once pined over, a tom he named Coal ...