Despite the potential for roller-coaster October weather, a weeklong pronghorn camp in central Wyoming can easily turn into an annual adventure with a draw that rivals whitetail camps back East—especially if you’ve got the right equipment.
Among all the duck-hunting haunts up and down the Mississippi Flyway, a spot in the middle of a water-filled woods just south of Tunica, Miss., between the Mississippi and Coldwater rivers provides wingshooters with a glimpse of Southern tradition. This is Beaver Dam Lake, made famous not only by its fabulous fowling but by one of the South’s prominent sporting scribes, Nash Buckingham.
While the golden age of upland hunting may be a distant memory, the traditions born 50 years ago are still alive, and there is still plenty of great bird hunting to be found.
The number of hunters involved in our sport is in sharp decline. So where do we look to grow our ranks? The easiest people to recruit are those found within our own social circles.
Ernest Hemingway’s “Green Hills of Africa” is classic hunting literature. And while its pages have led many to follow the path of the hunter, the actual route of the safari Hemingway used as the basis for his story has, until now, remained elusive.
Just the thought of ticks or chiggers is enough to make a grown man cringe in horror, but knowledge, preventive measures and common sense will help hunters avoid them.