Why one American big-game hunter keeps returning to Saskatchewan
On a brisk morning north of Leoville, the bush is still, holding its breath.
Frost clings to every branch and the rising sun paints the boreal forest in silver.
Somewhere in that half-light, watching the edge of a cutline with the patience that only decades of hunting can teach, sits a man who has hunted nearly everywhere in North America a man can hunt — and still, after all these years, keeps coming back to one place: Saskatchewan.
For Charlie Vaccaro, the province has become something like home.


