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The BAREBOW! Chronicles: The Lightning Buck Makes a Triple Play
Sad to say, but---for reasons that are not at all important today---Jeanne and I went our separate ways at the beginning of September, 1985. A few years later, we both remarried (very happily), and the...
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The BAREBOW! Chronicles: The Changing of the Guard
It was at the 1983 biennial Pope and Young Convention that Jeanne and I first heard anybody discussing hunting Dall sheep with a bow and arrow. Having met two years earlier at the previous P-and-Y...
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The BAREBOW! Chronicles: Backstraps Roasting on an Open Fire
The autumn of 1984 found Jeanne and me back in the wilds of northern Quebec, attempting once again to slay a caribou with our bows and arrows. Unlike the fall of 1982, she hadn’t brought her rifle this...
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The BAREBOW! Chronicles: Spinal Attraction
Twenty-two years was a long time to wait for a return contest with the caribou of Quebec-Labrador. I had been planning the trip with my older son, Bryant, for nearly two years. When August 20, 2006...
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The BAREBOW! Chronicles: A Washington Tom
Chapter 14 in Colonel Craig Boddington’s outstanding book, Fair Chase in North America, is titled, “The Great North American Cat”. His first sentence reads as follows: The cougar is America’s most...
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The BAREBOW! Chronicles: A Montana Chipmunk
It was more than eight years after the harvest of my first cougar before I again found myself under a tree with a lion in it. The planning for the hunt began in Traverse City, Michigan at the April...
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