After the worst luck imaginable, my wife and I managed to salvage our backcountry hunt for sheep, goats, bears, moose, and ...
ONE AFTERNOON in August 1946, I was riding along the bottom of a canyon cut into the rolling tundra of northern British Columbia by a little creek named after Billy Nevis (pronounced Neeves), an old ...
When Craig Daniel bought a raffle ticket for a stone sheep hunt on the border of British Columbia and Yukon, Canada, he didn’t tell anyone. Instead, he did what most of us would do. He threw the ...