North America’s “other” upland bird flies like a bat out of Hell, promising gunning challenges and rewards no hunter should miss.
By Ken Marsh When you have shot one bird flying you have shot all birds flying. They are all different and they fly in different ways but the sensation is the same and the last one is as good as the first. – Ernest Hemingway You’re marching under a late-September sun, shotgun over your shoulderContinue reading “Small Pleasures”
A story of a southern gentleman, duck hunting, and the heartbreak of September in Alaska. By Ken Marsh September was nearly over and, even though Harry was a fine man – a South Carolinian and southern gentleman in the truest sense – I didn’t feel much like talking. We sat side by side on aContinue reading “Hunting with Harry”