Hearing a first-time hunter’s story is nourishing
On a chilly, windy, gloomy April morning, with an inch of fresh snow on the ground, I took shelter by making a pot of chicken soup. To me, hunting and fishing are like chicken so...
On a chilly, windy, gloomy April morning, with an inch of fresh snow on the ground, I took shelter by making a pot of chicken soup. To me, hunting and fishing are like chicken so...