Hunting
The Prettiest Spots on Public Land Are Empty for a Reason
My first opening day on public land, I did what every guy with a four-wheel drive and a false sense of confidence does. I…
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A Feral Hog Is Not a Deer, and the First One You Clean Proves It
The call came at six in the morning from a man named Darrell who owns…
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The Shot You Regret for Six Years Starts at Last Light
The first deer I ever shot, I shot in the guts. I was twenty-two, shaking…
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