Droning

I'd bet every chukar hunter has wished at some point that they were a hawk or an eagle or a falcon. Being able to survey the terrain from above, not to find chukar but for another angle from which to appreciate the landscape's beauty, just seems fantastic. Yesterday, after busting a chukar into a rocky …

The Irony

Peat's first season hunting, five years ago, began quite stressfully for me (and, consequently, Leslie and Angus). The first six chukar I killed that season Peat stole from the retrieving Angus and ran off into the brush and ate them. Any normal person would have been quite upset about this. I was literally livid and …

High Desert

Ring, Ring. "Hello, can I help you?" "Do you guys have gas?" Bob asked. I could hear the woman on the other end laughing. "Of course we do, we're a gas station," she answered. "We're only open from 8am-5pm." "Just checking, we'd hate to drive all that way and find out you didn't," he added. …

2020

I went elk hunting one day this October. A friend went with me. We got to the spot I'd planned to leave the truck, and -- nobody was there! With plenty of dark before dawn we set out for the short hike to the spot I wanted to glass. I'd hunted birds there several times …

So Long, Angus

I could never rememberThat seething, steady leveling of the marshesTil age had brought me to the sea--Hart Crane, "Repose of Rivers" Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly compare meBut ya can't get near me--Shock G, "The Humpty Dance" Hart Crane's incredible poem "Repose of Rivers" shows how memory makes up knowing and how we can't …