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September/October 2012

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Ouotes Hunters and fishermen were the first explorers, and the joy of discovery has never faded in either sport . . . the hidden lake where the trout run big, the forgotten lagoon where the wild geese pitch, the sunken rock in the bend where the salmon lie . . . It is not necessary to be the original discoverer, though that is perhaps the MAKING GAME OF THE HUNTER brightest pleasure of all; it is enough to feel the discovery, to have come to it by some exercise of wisdom and woodcraft, and to know that it is shared by only a few others. Roderick Haig-Brown, The Master and His Fish, 1981 Submitted by Lou Duncan Sisters, Oregon A moment later the stevedore appeared on deck leading by a leash one of the most handsome dogs ever seen in Maryland. He was jet-black, sturdy in his front quarters, sleek and powerful in his head, with a face so intelligent that it seemed he might speak at any moment. His movements were quick, his dark eyes following every development nearby, yet his disposition appeared so equable that he seemed always about to smile. "He's called a Labrador," Lightfoot said. "Finest dog ever developed." James A. Mitchener, Chesapeake, 1978 Submitted by Buddy Gillum Somerset, Kentucky Narrow and poor is the child's life who never roamed the fields alone with his dog and a gun on his shoulder. He may make a man without it, but he will not have an equal chance with the boy whose heart has thrilled with elemental joy that links him to the habits and instincts of four thousand years of human history. The first man was a hunter, a trapper and a fisherman. When man ceases to care for these things, or decries them, I fear that he is either sick, a fool, or both. Thomas Dixon Jr., The Life Worth Living, 1905 Submitted by Jerry Serie Easton, Maryland Between the four pads of a dog's feet, the fragrance of grass. Jim Harrison in The Fragrance of Grass by Guy de la Valdene, 2011 Submitted by Frank M. Possert Kenvil, New Jersey Reader Favorites No place enforces the notion of solitude like an excruciating experience, but sharing one with others whose companionship you enjoy infuses the idea of friendship with new meaning. And it doesn't really matter whether good company walks on two legs or four. E. Donnall Thomas, Jr., The Language of Wings, 2011 Submitted by Bob Whitehead Cloverdale, California wilderness Alaska, for reasons that go beyond the bear tracks and the weather. It's the delicious loneliness of the place that defines the mood, the realization that there's no one around to bother you – or to help you. Isolation in a wilderness camp with bad company can be After all has been said about superior marksmanship, and expensive guns and ammunition, the degree of one's sport and the degree of one's success as a hunter will chiefly be determined by his skill as a woodsman. The man who doesn't know the nature of his game stands a small chance of forming a table acquaintance with it. Archibald Rutledge, The American Hunter, 1937 Submitted by Albert Mull Gray, Tennessee Send us your favorite quotes from sporting literature and receive one free gift subscription for every quote that is published. Include the author, title of book and date of publication. Send to: Quotes, Sporting Classics, PO Box 23707, Columbia, SC 29224 SPOR TIN G CL ASSICS 248 l

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