My family instilled the love for the hunt inside me. My mother loved to sit in a hickory patch—still as a mouse—squirrel hunting. My father and his trusty Winchester Model 12, 16-gauge prowled the West Virginia hills for squirrel, rabbit,…
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Buffalo Hunting on a Boer War Battleground
Since my first safari in 2006 I have become addicted to Africa. Fortunately, I found an outfit – Fort Richmond Safaris – and a professional hunter – Geoffrey Wayland – capable of feeding that addiction.
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Africa Again
I once described Africa as a drug. A drug administered at the hands of a capable dealer, also known as a professional hunter. With the right dealer you’ll develop an addiction, that while financially debilitating, is emotionally fulfilling. Few…
Read MoreWife, Mother, Hunter – I hit the jackpot!
Today marks 23 years of being married to the most amazing woman in the world. She knows I know it, and now you know it. This is a story about my wife becoming a hunter. It was originally published in American…
Read MoreThe Way That You Wonder
Life can be long or short in years but can never be full of experiences. The choice is yours, you can sit on the couch and live vicariously through the television or you can get out and live. Sure, if…
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