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This story, “Greenheads on the Obion,” appeared in the November 1951 issue of Outdoor Life.
“Duck shootin’?” Jim exclaimed. “Why don’t you come down on the Obion bottoms with my boy and me tomorrow? It’s been twenty years since you’ve seen anything like the ducks on them bottoms right now.”
“No, I don’t think so, Jim,” I said thoughtfully...
More than 11 years ago, I moved to Glasgow, Montana, in order to be closer to my daughter after her mother and I separated. In a small town like this, where it seems like everybody hunts, I got asked all the time if I did. “Not yet,” I’d say. “I’m waiting for the right person to show me how.”
Sometimes ...
This story, “One-Man Bear War,” appeared in the February 1954 issue of Outdoor Life.
Ab Carter, Texas frontiersman, heard a piercing squeal of pain coming from the edge of the little clearing around his log cabin. He grabbed his muzzle-loader and ran toward it.
What he saw wasn’t nice to look at. A big hog was fleeing toward him, most of ...
If you’re wondering “how long does meat last in the freezer?” odds are you recently unearthed a lonely package of venison burger from 2022, or those wild turkey legs from 2021 that you had the best intentions of slow-cooking. The thought of cooking and eating freezer-burned or years-old meat might sound unappetizing or even dangerous, but that’s not necessarily the case.
...As with so many hunters, my baptism was by squirrel blood. A fat fox squirrel that thought it was hidden high in a post oak behind my grandmother’s house fell to a load of No. 6s from my H&R 12-gauge after several frustrating rounds of hide-and-seek.
My last-ditch strategy was to wait it out, an exe...