Missing the Candy Shot

Some guys never miss. The deer may be running like a scalded cat, zig-zagging through brush at 300 yards, and they will drill it through the heart with a single shot every time. Often, these guys are gun writers. I’m not one of them. I may be a writer of guns and other frothy tales, b
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Who’s Expendable?

Why is it only hunters (shooters) must wear blaze orange in certain states during certain seasons? What about guides, camp cooks, wood cutters, bird watchers, bird hunters (!) and other backcountry wanderers during the big-game hunting season? Why is it that only the shooter is requir
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