Category Archives: Hunting Memories

A nice old rifle

Gunsmiths retire. Some of the best ones – master craftsmen who are a blend of artist, metallurgist, woodworker, scientist, ballistician, firearms historian, and avid shooter — labor on and on into their seventies and eighties, probably because we clients plead … Continue reading

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Squirrel hunt

Squirrel hunt The text message from my surrogate niece Heather was a flash of light from the heavens, the swell of the Hallelujah Chorus, the burst of a pheasant taking wing. Her son wants to come to the farm for … Continue reading

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Without tubes and wires

…the best ending would be a sudden heart stoppage when a trio of rooster pheasants or a covey of prairie grouse explodes at my feet as I step in front of my dog Abbey who is locked on point, frozen … Continue reading

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Last call

It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true; it’s called ‘Life.’ – from the novel The Last Continent by Terry Pratchett (1948-2015), English author of fantasy novels Last call It is … Continue reading

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For Auld Lang Syne

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere! and gie’s a hand o’ thine! And we’ll tak’ a right gude-willie waught, for auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my jo, for auld lang syne, we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness … Continue reading

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