Choose from three once-in-a-lifetime opportunities to join celebrated magazine writers and fellow wingshooting aficionados on some of the best bird hunting trips on the planet. Sign up for more information about this year’s trips and we’ll keep you updated about space availability, new trip information, and Adventures news.
Dog trainer and guide Tracey Lieske has used the Northern grouse woods as summer training grounds for many years.
High Adventure Company’s John Burrell has been there, done that.
his year marks the 23rd that Shooting Sportsman has been hosting its Readers & Writers Adventures, and we have a wide variety of trips…
Argentina pigeons & doves with South Pioneers.
Which spot in the vast North Woods would give me an exemplary feel for both the hunting and the hunters? The answer came from Minnesota photographer Lee Kjos, who during a phone conversation mentioned Little Moran and its proprietor, Steve Grossman.
Join us October 29-November 2, 2016 at the charming Firesteel Creek Lodge in Isabel, South Dakota for exceptional grouse, pheasant and partridge hunting as well as excellent dining and off-the-charts hospitality. There’s no doubt that after a wingshoot with hunters from the Shooting Sportsman family of readers you’ll leave with a few new life-long friends.
Make plans to join Shooting Sportsman for bobwhite quail wingshooting in the plantation belt at the renowned Rio Piedra Plantation, November 16-20, 2016.
February 16-20, 2017 — $4,800 Donalsonville, Georgia • Bobwhite quail Join Shooting Sportsman contributing editor Bruce Buck as he hosts a regal hunt for…
Building on the success of one of our all-time best Reader and Writer wingshoots, we’re bringing a group back to the acclaimed Flying B Ranch—winner of the 2015 Orvis Endorsed Lodge of the Year. Learn more.
Memorable Pheasant Hunting in South Dakota
For me, though, the essence of Heartland Lodge was captured in the final image of our last day’s hunt, a perfect blue-sky December day spent in the field with guide Terry Abney: the sudden blaze of sunset on a cackling rooster’s wings, the gun’s thump against my shoulder, and out there beyond the dogs, right where the hillside falls away, the sight of golden feathers bursting like a firecracker and the big bird tumbling, tumbling down.