Adventures

When my gal chooses to stay at home but then inquires about when I’ll be home from my travels along the Sporting Road, I reply, “Hey, I am out here working to feed the family and you are giving me a hard time about when I’ll be home?”   She laughs and turns a blind eye.

Yet, when our daughter expresses that it’s time to leave the stream, as darkness approaches, my wife always replies, “Ok, let’s just catch one more fish.”  And, our daughter willfully obliges, making a few more casts. 

Our horses neigh when the hunt is called, but they leap onto the trailer before loading on the way to the hunt, as they are as excited to go hunting as we are in the morn’.

And the polo ponies always seem to prance on to the field and drag their way off of it.   

And our travels afar always seem to end too soon, especially if the traveling is combined with sporting adventures, fine cuisine and good friends. 

I have not heard a complaint about the time spent hovering in our French kitchen to the smells of these delights in the pan, nor do I thinks thoughts have ever existed of leaving the dining room table before the seventh course, as this time is spent enjoying the spoils of our adventures.

After working on a couple of family and friends cookbooks, featuring game and French cuisine, we decided to take our adventures online, both in the field and the kitchen.  This site features evenings spent in a French kitchen, after days spent afield with paper shells, silk lines and fast horses.

We hope that you will travel through an invisible veil with us, into our world of the staunchest pointing dogs, fat trout always eager to take the fly, all the foxes you care to chase and good horses to follow them upon, and a bird in the oven and then some, along the Sporting Road:

Art

Cuisine

End of the Sporting Road

Finding Patron Saints

Fine Art

Fly Fishing

Fly Tying

Foxhunting

Horse Racing

Modeling

Photography

Polo

Shooting

Travel

Upland Shooting

Wingshooting Workshop

Writing

Photo courtesy of M. de Toldi.