A Bird Hunter's Road

June 1st just passed us by. Which in Montana, means bird eggs are cracking, the rain is going to dry up and ranchers are haying like it is g...

              I pulled into the driveway at home, mid-afternoon Monday.   I had left Firelight Kennels in Kansas the previous morning,...

Tess locked up on a Montana rooster, Abby honoring.  I have been crying a lot lately. Not from another dismal showing by the Vikings ...

I tried to convince someone to join me on my next sojourn across the West. But, I didn't try too hard.  Dad was offered first, but as ...

I will never find myself in this situation again.  I have muttered these words under my breath more than once this fall. Due to complexi...

I have read enough dog memorials and other reflections on the painful loss of a hunting dog that I choose to skip them, if I am tipped off. ...

Outside of a newborn baby, nothing can excite (and disrupt) a household more than a new puppy. After a year of researching Ryman setter bree...