Burn and Bow

Burn and Bow

I started reeling in over 100 yards of line, not paying much attention. The tarpon we targeted early that morning passed our baits on the bottom. The school of silver giants slowly porpoised by our boat at no more than 50 yards, illuminated brilliantly in the rising...
Hunting an Atomic Blast Site

Hunting an Atomic Blast Site

My crosshairs bounced with every heartbeat and rattled at each breath. Sweat poured into my eyes. At 400 yards a monster bull oryx slid in between thick desert scrub. He was alone. His coat was faded, laced with the scars of old battles won, and more recent fights...

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