Lessons from the Field (and the Couch)
I’m learning this hunting thing the hard way—and I’m writing it all down.
The Dog I Swore I’d Never Get…Meet Hazel
After losing two senior dogs, I swore I’d never own another. Then I discovered bird hunting—and the Wirehaired Pointing Griffon. Now we’ve got Hazel, a 12-week-old whirlwind who’s part family member, part future bird dog, and all chaos. Here’s how she changed everything.
The Deer I Never Shot (and the Hobby I Never Saw Coming)
My first hunt involved a newly purchased rifle, a 2-hour drive, and a deer that sprinted away before I could even raise the gun. No shot fired. And yet... I was completely hooked. This is how it all started—from clueless observer to late-life hunting convert.