As the snow continues to deepen here I am, to paraphrase the late Sparse Grey Hackle, forced to take a hunting book and bid defiance to the weather in the very best kind of hunting for such a day--reading about it. One author I never tire of is Robert Ruark: his The Old Man and the Boy and The Old Man's Boy Grows Older both wear well, and he always has something to teach (or reteach) me. I'll spend the rest of January and some of February with him in his native North Carolina, then accompany him to Africa in his Horn of the Hunter. That should get me to Spring and turkey season (if I read slowly).
Who, and what, are you reading as the seasons close in your neck of the woods?
Good luck, and good reading!
Who, and what, are you reading as the seasons close in your neck of the woods?
Good luck, and good reading!