October 16, 2020
I’d spent 24 hours in a stand. I was sore. I was hungry. I was tired. But I got my bear.
August 28, 2020
Because stories are meant to be shared. And hunts are meant to be celebrated.
July 27, 2020
"Then the host of the event paid for a shoulder mount because I'm way too poor and we turned that deer into six months’ worth of tasty dishes."
June 26, 2020
I don't know that a memory of taking two bucks would be as sweet as the memory of my son's reaction.
June 19, 2020
That final trip was one of the best outings I've ever had on the water.
June 12, 2020
The first taste of my first kill was all it took to convince me to return for seconds.
May 29, 2020
"I meant exactly what I said," replied the host bluntly. "There’s first love. There’s first hate, too."
May 22, 2020
If I could cross the open ground in front of me without being spotted, I might still have a chance. If not, I would have wasted three hours of afternoon and three hundred feet of elevation.