Wisdom about shot selection and blood trailing is a product of experience. I’ve made a lot of bone-headed mistakes...
The Tarantula’s Worst Nightmare
Something dark and heavy was picking its way through the frostweed blooms. The copper colored wings and curled...
Hallelujah
Throaty hoots of a great horned owl echo through the trees as I swig the last lukewarm coffee and gently close the...
The Science of a Sunset
Red sky at night Sailor’s delight Red sky in the morning Sailors take warning This ancient rhyme is so old that it...
Little Lives of the Creek
My first memories of a creek trace back to Hacker’s Creek. Hacker’s is a transition for water draining from...
CWD and Politics
As an avid deer hunter and enthusiast of all things wild here in The Natural State, the recent findings of CWD...
Tagged Out
Every Arkansas hunter knows what the phrase “tagged out” means. Arkansas game laws require deer and turkey to be...
Something New Yet Familiar
I did not know any fly anglers while growing up here, in the River Valley region of Arkansas. I read about them in the...
See, Feel, Understand, Love, Have Faith
If you don’t know who Aldo Leopold was, please, stop reading this essay right now and do a Google search. I’m not...
Lunar Lore
Moonlight is a magical thing. The winter woods illuminated by a crisp full moon seem almost unearthly. Black shadows...
Angels and Beavers
Around this time of year all around the world people are getting ready for Christmas. And from church services, to...
My Friend Jake
The raggedy old collar resurfaced while cleaning up the back room. As I sat down on our kindling box and traced a...