When we bought the picture, there was a bit of controversy.
My adopted son, Chris Cerino is a big boy. He’s brave, having served as a Law Enforcement Officer most of his adult life, including a stint as a Federal Air Marshal. He’s one of the best shooters I know and yet, I could tell he was a bit nervous at the prospect of pulling the trigger on my Whitworth Mauser rifle.
One of the advantages of getting older and greyer, besides cheap coffee, is spending time with grandkids.
Mr. Jim Carmichael, arguably one of the most influential gun writers in the last century, once said the “across the course” high power rifleman is the king of all riflemen.
Cyril Yokley didn’t have the look of a typical outdoorsman. He was short, balding, and somewhat portly.
My first official clay target shoot was in the 70s at the Tarheel Gun Club in Advance. I managed to hit 38 of 50 skeet and was pretty proud of my accomplishment.
In 2008, Mike Mikulaninec learned he had a persistent strain of cancer in his bladder.
We were about eight miles down the trail and I remembered the spot.
This week, I’m in Italy. It seems that Beretta has a new shotgun and I’m there to talk to their engineers and shoot it. It occurs to me that I’m a pretty lucky guy to get to fly to Italy to test the latest new shotgun from the oldest firearms manufacturer in the world.
Father’s Day always causes me to spend some time remembering my Daddy, who passed away in January of 1995.
Summer is here and shooting clay targets is a great way to keep your wingshooting skills sharp.
It wasn’t a gun from a top of the line maker, but it was a remarkable piece of the gun maker’s art.
It’s the height of the striper season on the Roanoke River. I fished there this week and I’ve had a ball.
My first surf fishing trips to the Outer Banks were a mixed bag.
I began my High Power Rifle career at Camp Butner in a Director of Civilian Marksmanship or DCM Service Rifle Clinic.