Sporting

Meet the overall winner, top readers’ choice entries, and some of our favorites from this year’s contest

Making this one-of-a-kind quail gun took an international effort

Take a sneak peek at Broadfield Sporting Club & Lodge, carved from the grounds of one of the South’s oldest hunt clubs

Texas researchers identify a new threat to the bobwhite

Celebrating a Brittany who was a delight in the field and a demon in the house

“What is it about grown men sitting there in camo, waiting for those little birds to fly over?”

From a new Nashville fly-fishing outfitter to a suit atelier in Arkansas to a wine emporium in New Orleans that (of course) delivers, there’s never been a better time to sample the South

Notes from a lifelong fan

Flush quail at any or all of these five destinations, where the luxurious lodging is almost as memorable as the hunt

Kentuckian Jonathan Fowler manages Keeneland’s crew of “betologists,” who teach novices the basics of wagering. Here are a few of his simple tips

Our 2015 Good Dog Photo Contest begins September 15

Even at ninety years old he can still outcast you—and then charm you with his trademark smile

In a house full of women, a dad makes peace with a storm-damaged, man-hating mutt

Retired South Carolina high school legend John McKissick looks back at his storied career

In a faraway land, one dog was always on watch

If you want to learn the art of British driven shooting––and shotgun shooting in general––there’s no one better to see in the States than Chris Batha. Just don’t let him catch you aiming

Shooters from across the country learn from one of the world's best shotgun coaches

Five new pieces of fly-fishing gear for angling in the South

Wherein a couple fall in love with a dog and out of love with each other

Since first encountering an indigo snake as a boy, the author has been haunted by this all-but-extinct vestige of the Southern wild, once as much a part of the landscape as the longleaf pine. For fifty years he has walked the woods in search of an indigo, with an eye to the ground and, at long last, a little help from perhaps the only group in the world trying to save them