The following are really two stories, one about a terrific Gambel quail hunt and the other about an avoidable accident. The events took place in January 1974 and were spread out over a 15 hour period. Back then gas had climbed to $.50 per gallon and based on the Arab oil embargo, President Nixon had […]
In 1978, quail season in Georgia opened the Saturday before the opening of deer season and John Walton, a hunting buddy, Mark Greenberg, a church friend and also a hunting buddy, and I had arranged a quail hunt south of Jonesboro. Supposedly this was a good place. We arrived at the hunting area and unloaded […]
The Kamikaze Dove by Jon Bryan article copyright In the 1970’s, one of our favorite dove hunting spots in Arizona was south of Phoenix on the St. John’s Indian Reservation. Back then, a hunting permit was a whopping $5.00 and like $10.00 for a family, allowing the hunters access to some great mourning dove hunting.
Chummin’ For Kingfish by Jon Bryan article copyright Layla and I had married in late 1983 and by the next spring she was anxious to go fishing and quickly became an excellent fishing partner! Brad was joining the Army in August and Layla’s Daughter, Laura, was in college and had been pestering me to take […]
Ambush by Jon Bryan article copyright Lucky for me I had the wind on the skunk as it walked within twenty feet. It didn’t smell or see me, kneeling behind a big clump of buck brush and two mesquites, patiently waiting in ambush between a small turkey roost and a freshly plowed field. Hoping that […]
Nose To Nose by Jon Bryan article copyright There’s a lot of up and down walking while hunting Mearns quail and you’d better be in shape! In southern Arizona on a cool morning, Jake and I are closing in on a covey with Candy pointing and Rooster backing. Good grass, steep incline and abundant oak […]
The Backyard Buck by Jon Bryan article copyright With the season over a month old, on December 7, at 7:00 AM, I was sitting in a tree stand and thinking, will I ever get a good buck this season? My best chance had been last week when, coming out of our old ranch house, I […]
Froggin’ by Jon Bryan article copyright What is it best called, frog hunting, gigging, grabbing or shooting? I’ll choose just plain froggin’. It is the most different of all the hunting sports. Thinking about it, I have never gone frog fishing, as such, but have caught a bull frog on a small, frog colored popper […]
Even Alligators by Jon Bryan article copyright (Part one of a very unusual story about a very unusual type of fishing) Slowly tapping the sixteen foot, Calcutta, cane pole tip on the surface, the bait, two pork rinds, attached to two hooks, seemed to slide and jump, just under water, beside the dead tree. An […]
One Last Cast by Jon Bryan article copyright On this particular morning’s fishing trip, Brad, a nine year old and by then an accomplished fisherman, and I were meeting my Uncle, and his Great Uncle, Alvin Pyland, better known as, Unkie, to sample some of the great trout action, under the birds, on the east […]
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