Not just for the birds
It is early, and we are feeling it. It's on. Unusually cool weather for the opening weekend of chukar season made things more comfortable than normal, if "comfortable" is even legal to use in describing anything related to chukar hunting. Waterdogs We took the boat out on one of the many nearby reservoirs and found …
I admit it, I'm a sucker for trying to take a good shot or even a bad shot. A snapshot, that is. I always swear I'll leave my camera or phone tucked away while I'm hunting but end up breaking my own rule. Bob even went out a couple of times without his gun and …
I'm seduced by landscapes. I'm enthralled by them. Camping next to the Missouri River in Montana for most of the summer, Bob quietly tied fly-fishing flies while Angus slept near. A book sat on the table, a gift that arrived in our mailbox shortly before we left Idaho, given to him by a close friend. …
The culture of chukar hunting in our neck of the woods is pretty evident all-year-around. Go to one of our fall 8-man home football games or a local cross country meet and you'll see your share of Chukar Culture hats on the sidelines. We're wearing them, parents are wearing them, the out-of town Virginians who …
riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodious vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs. --James Joyce, Finnegan's Wake I spent most of my summer building a relationship with our first drift boat, exclusively on the Missouri River tailwater downstream from Holter Dam, …