Lone Star Parson

  I haven't gone hunting in ages, but my old pal GWB has, in Colorado. He was after Elk and Mule Deer the other day and "nearly fro...

Get a haircut, hippy We'd been planning a shoot for some time but things kept getting in the way, broken femurs, a boy graduating Basic,...

Keen-eyed readers of this well known mind blog will have noticed that it's been raining in Texas because the state hasn't pai...

"It was either a pig or a doe. I shot the pig, perhaps because it seemed like an enemy," said my philisophical ally, and I h...

We were looking for hogs, somewhere in West Texas, in a Pinzgauer, eyes peeled and guns hot. Off to the left, slight movement, not pigs...

On second thoughts, no, shoot a lot. Today that meant taking a sporterized SMLE and a Remington 700, 30-06, down to the range for a q...

A seasoned veteran of the intelligence community threatens to visit for a pig hunt in April and I think his method goes roughly like ...

I was pleased to see some new faces at one of the Missions yesterday, after all, the Church must grow and the more the merrier. Followin...

The markets were tanking, so I went for a shoot with GWB. The guns were black, although my pal took his 30-06, Winchester Model 70 Feath...

You can't cook with LSP , you mutter, darkly. Ah, but you can, and this is how it's done. Get a rifle, maybe a .270, a 30-06, o...

Presented with no comment, via everyone's fave pagan . Why? if you have to ask... Cheers, LSP

Exhausted by the seriousness of First Things , I headed off to the range with some rifles, a pistol and some pumpkins. Nothing complicat...