Then I spotted my neighbors, a pair of red-tailed hawks, nesting in the gentle slope of two sturdy pine boughs and, ...

I think I was destined to hunt. When too young for a license, I followed along when Dad hunted rabbits. At 12, I got my first ...

Henry David Thoreau Mid-December starts the darkest period, at least sunshine wise, for the Upper Peninsula. Although it is ...

Naturally, we didn’t see a single indication of mammalian life. Though tough little creatures, the dogs were worn out and dragged miserably through the briars, baying only once at a deer trail in ...