The Adventures and Misadventures of Juan Loco
By: Jonathan W. Davis

The Adventures and Misadventures of Juan Loco <BR>By: Jonathan W. Davis
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    ISBN: 978-1-59824-460-1
    Edition: Hardcover, 172 Pages
    Publication Date: March 8, 2007
    Other Editions: Paperback
    The Adventures and Misadventures of Juan Loco is a collection of stories about the excitement, and sometimes the danger, of hunting – by a man who has hunted all over the United States (including Alaska), Canada, New Zealand and Africa. This book is filled with tales reflecting a love of the sport and the environment, flavoring by large doses of humor. Any hunter would surely enjoy and relate to the adventures and misadventures as much as the author did living them.

    The adventures also contain humorous stories about the author’s youth; including tipping over outhouses on Halloween and his father’s burning of the outhouse!

    Here are some excerpts:

    “Uncle Bill took off his hunting coat and began to root around in the back. He pulled out the small thermos he had placed there and began to try and wipe the rabbit hair off the cup…the more he wiped, the more blood and hair he smeared around…the rabbit hair and blood gave the cup the look of some devils chalice being offered up after a sacrifice. “Here you go boy,” said Uncle Bill as he handed me the cup.

    “Crisscrossing the valley to head for the next waterhole to try and head off the elephants…we came upon a small family dwelling of mud huts…naked and dirty children were in a constant game of hide and seek or pelted the chickens with dirt clods. As Rory began to ask the elders about elephants, I began to hand out bright, yellow butterscotch candies to the kids…. I feel a tug on my pants and one boy is holding out a piece of colored string. His gift to me is all he has in the world…I am humbled by the magnitude of his gesture.”

    “The roar of the lioness came from ten yards to my rear and the sound of it raised the hair on my neck and vibrated my entire body. I could hear the brush as it slid along her body and her claws rattling on the rocks as she came. She was close, so very close. I vainly spun knowing the shot would be measured in inches and one shot was all there would be time for.”