A true story about turkey hunting in the Missouri Ozarks and how things can just go all to shit when you least expect it.
Category Archives: Outdoor Sports
Firearms Safety 101
More old photos
I think most of the people in these photos are members of my wife’s family. Notice how the guys holding the jackrabbits are dressed. No camo. No blaze orange. Things were just different back then. Where were they taken? Probably mostly somewhere in western Oklahoma.
Another big Kansas Whitetail buck
When this big Kansas whitetail buck was born The Lord told him, “Son, I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is that I’m giving you a BRAIN. It’s a wonderful thing. You can use it to find food and to keep from getting shot by some redneck with a rifle or bow. …
Southern Marsh Charters
Capt. Andrew Mizell is a third-generation Floridian. Born in Pensacola, he was introduced to the great outdoors at an early age. His father served in the navy, which gave Andrew the incredible opportunity to fish in numerous destinations around the world including Florida, Cuba, Bahamas, Tennessee Maryland and Maine. After his father retired Andrew set …
Vintage Outdoor sports cartoons
If it seems like I’ve been doing this a long time it’s because I’ve been doing this a long time. My first cartoon about outdoor sports was published in Sports Afield…or maybe it was Field & Stream, in 1964.It was followed by a long stream of others too humorus to mention. I
One-Armed Retriever Training
I had just started writing and illustrating The Sporting Life column for Wyoming Wildlife News. My new Lab pup Maggie was ready to be trained. I was recovering from rotator cuff surgery on my right shoulder so throwing training dummies for her was out. That’s how I came up with one-armed retriever training…indoor version.
Fishing is NOT cancelled
This is a tough time for our country, actually for the international community. But this morning it was kind of hard for me to concentrate on how serious the situation is when Capt. Andrew Mizell of Southern Marsh Charters and I were taking off for a few hours of fly fishing for redfish. Isn’t …
Still MORE big Kansas bucks
My friend Scott calls the deer in the first nighttime photo the Crabclaw buck. He only poses for the trail cam at night. Scott has been watching this buck for three years as it grows. As you can see by how roughed up he is, this buck is a fighter. The daylight photo below appears to …
Moving from Kansas to Florida is not a cultural shock, it’s an ecological shock. Kansans are not used to seeing flocks of curlews feeding in our front yard, reports on the evening news of alligators or black bears wandering around the suburbs. It’s taken me over a year to find an outfitter who takes clients …