Three Years in the Woods Before Learning What’s Really There
I spent my first three seasons hunting the same way: find a spot, sit down, stare at the woods, go home. Sometimes I saw…
Read the storyI spent my first three seasons hunting the same way: find a spot, sit down, stare at the woods, go home. Sometimes I saw…
Read the storyThere’s a picture of me somewhere on my cousin Dave’s phone. I’m standing next to…
I paid forty-three dollars for my first pair of hunting boots. That should tell you…
I drove two hundred and forty miles with an empty gun. Let me rephrase that. I drove two hundred and…
There’s a specific kind of stupidity that only exists when you’re standing in a river at 6 AM, convinced you’ve…
I spent $450 on a rangefinder three years ago. Not because I needed one — I’d been hunting whitetail in…
Every hunter has at least one story they’d rather tell after a couple of beers. The kind of story where…
I showed up to my first public land hunt with everything I’d read on forums. Camo head to toe. Scent…
Let me tell you something embarrassing. For two years, I thought I was a decent shot. I’d go to the…
I grew up thinking catfish were garbage fish. You know the type. Bottom feeders. Mud suckers. The thing you catch…
I don’t know why I thought it would be different this time. I’d hunted the same public land spot for…
The first deer I ever shot, I lost maybe thirty percent of the meat. Not to bad shot placement —…