A Bird Hunter's Thoughts

Southern AZ Mearns Country Each time I load up and head to Arizona, I'm already smiling.  It's a hard two days, sometimes two a...

Point and 2 Backs One afternoon, we put out on a large patch of Hunter Walk-in Area near Pierre.  Mainly flat with a little r...

Cap and 3 Prairie Chickens Normally, in October (the best month, by far, in the calendar), I would be in the Ruffed Grouse woods.  This...

Sharptail and Hun cover The Opener!  Every year, at the end of summer, I'm ready to go.  There's a little boy hope in me that...

The first hunt in the Fall, for the traveling bird hunter, is a joy unto itself.  All the grass cutting, hedge trimming, house repairin...

Top tips every hunter must know about using a GPS Author Bio:  I am  John Lewis , a blogger, survivalist and outdoor enthusiast. You can ...

A few years ago, while hunting in Michigan for Ruffs, my best bird dog had a walkabout.  I chronicled the incident with the BLOG post: http...

Shack and me in NM on Blues Sometimes, no matter what you do, dogs are going to do dog things (thanks to Kerri Gebler for that phrase). ...

Ruger Bearcat In 1959, in Anchorage, Alaska, (before digital anything, ballpoint pens, computers, seat belts, radial tires, color TV) m...

Last Fall, as I was preparing to hunt the Nebraska Sandhills for the first time, I went through my usual routine of calling the DNR (or equ...