One of the best deer-hunting memories I have is the morning Betty and I came downstairs to a homemade breakfast prepared by Mom wearing our possible bags and powder horns and toting flintlock rifles.

Last June, I had the honor of doing a program about muzzleloading at the annual conference of the Outdoor Writers Association of America, which was meeting then in Grand Rapids. I did the program with ...

The blackpowder rifles that come out of Hershel House’s workshop hidden in the Kentucky backwoods aren’t just exacting, made-from-scratch re-creations of true frontier guns. The home-forged springs ...