A Mixed Bag of Adventure, by Justin Cotton
The wind roared across the alpine lake as my dad carefully loaded his small raft with gear. Nearby, I did the same with my sixteen-foot canoe. Soon we would be paddling down a chain of high-country lakes, heading for a stream that served as the lake’s outlet.
Subconcious Stirrings: Alaskan Moose, By Max Beitzel
A familiar hum filled the air, a comforting reminder that we were only a Super Cub ride away from civilization. But this time was different- the small passenger plane had likely taken off from the small town airport less than 5 miles away from my residence. It has been three weeks now since I have heard that reassuring sound fill the valley floor surrounding our moose camp.
In the Beginning: Kodiak Pt II, by Adam A. Smith
Day Five: Moving Day That night we slept PHENOMENALLY. We woke up just before 0900 the next day. We had zero inclination (initially) on going up the hill until the following day. We had planned …
In the Beginning: Kodiak, by Adam A. Smith
The following is the story of how mountain hunting became my passion. My first backcountry hunt, and many lessons learned. I stumbled upon this story which I wrote years ago and thought in the midst …
Alpine Elk, by Dominic Corsini
I’ve heard there are different types of “fun” people can experience. It was the third form of fun that a wilderness elk hunt in the Colorado Rockies provided last fall. Upon reflection, I must attest that it was the most difficult, yet most fun hunt I could ever ask for.
Return of the Lieutenant, By Ian Baird
For some people, the intersection of obsession and passion is a mountain top in Southern, BC, while chasing mule deer. I am one of those people. Since my first experience hunting alpine Mule Deer in 2011, I have been hooked, and most of my offseason training and scouting is spent with the sole focus of harvesting a mature buck.
Hunting Head On – Colorado Bighorns, By Andrew Schaefer & Bryan Gwinn
He took a bite of grass, looked up, and advanced one step to face the ewe, broadside. I drew and steadied. I went black. Then I saw red. He careened off the ledge, tumbled and skidded down the valley of loose rock that separated us and into a thicket of brambles that caught the ram
Once They Were Numerous, By Mark Trousdell
Located within the Central Cariboo Region of British Columbia, Canada, at the confluence of the Chilcotin and Fraser Rivers, the Junction Sheep Range Provincial Park (Junction Park) consists of a diverse landscape, rolling grasslands, river valleys, forests, cliffs and hoodoos.
My Father’s Footsteps, By Carson Keys
I grew up flying in my dad’s Cessna, but his was equipped with tundra tires and not floats. Taking off and landing in a floatplane for the first time was the perfect foreshadowing for what the rest of this trip would be; lots of firsts.
Roar of the Highland Stag, By Lukas Schulte
I was standing in the dark outside of St. Huberts Lodge near the small town of Pitlochry, in central Scotland. The night air was cold and filled with the deep vocalizations of Scottish highland stags …