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With the aura of sitting around the fire at deer camp, or in the duck blind on the edge of a marsh, or along the banks of a small stream, I want to share my stories and experiences as an impassioned outdoorsman.
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I Just Shot a Freaking Elk!
Just as dad stepped out of the cabin into the glow of the headlights of Bub’s waiting truck, Sissy caught sight of the first few snowflakes falling. While it is far from out of the ordinary to see snow in late October at over 9000 feet of elevation, the crew had been at the cabin…
Dead Heads and Hot Rods
Recently while implementing some timber stand improvement by way of hack and squirt for a customer, I stumbled upon one of a deer hunter’s least favorite things: A dead head. A nice one at that. A solid main frame eight pointer that was just starting a G4 tine on the left side and sporting an…
Why I Hunt
When she was about 11 years old, my youngest cousin Sydney innocently asked me one of the most poignant, thought provoking, and downright puzzling questions I’ve ever been asked. To put it in perspective just how remarkable that question was, she is now getting ready to graduate high school and I still do not feel…
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