Buckles rattled. Linen and wool swished. Nimble fingers adjusted a hunt-stained haversack. Nearby, a woven sash girded a slim waist. Across the way, a shot pouch and horn snuggled under a woodsman’s right arm. Leather sheathed knives and forged tomahawks found their...
Traditional Black Powder Hunting… The station camp bustled. Like a protective shroud hovering over the weathered lodges, the breakfast fire’s white smoke hung in the upper branches of the pines and oaks. Sun streaks pierced the lush canopy and dissipating...
“Responsible shooters are charged withdetermining whatcleaning procedure suits a particularmuzzleloader, recognizingthat there may be anumber of paths to aclean, safe firearm…” The secret isn’t secret. There’s no great mystery, no...
‘Over the log’ shooting possesses a rich, deep-seated history “We’ve got our first spider,” Roger Morgan announced, stepping through the cabin doorway. Kelly Alexander, Connie Schultz and Eric Lau stopped their conversation as Morgan laid...
