Red Light, Green Light
I opened that window just in time to see the red glow of my trail camera’s infrared flash. Continue reading Red Light, Green Light
I opened that window just in time to see the red glow of my trail camera’s infrared flash. Continue reading Red Light, Green Light
The sun may be setting on a brilliant hunting career, but as hunters well know, those last few rays of sunlight, those final moments before darkness falls – well, that’s the magic hour. Continue reading The Magic Hour
“That boat would sink with all the memories I had in it.” Continue reading “The Old Girl Had a Good Run.”
Gun manufacturers say nothing about inspiring dreams in the hearts of aspiring hunters. That’s because Daisy has the monopoly on the market. Continue reading My First Gun Was a Daisy
Burris Optics is finding what matters – because they’re out on the ranges and ridges looking for it. Continue reading Burris Optics: Finding What Matters
A premium rifle and a trip to Isny, Germany, hadn’t been on my Christmas list. Continue reading We’re Going to Isny!
If I did see an elk, would I shoot, knowing that my bullet might not have enough punch to knock him down? Continue reading “If You See an Elk, Shoot It!”
That sixteen point, seven and a half year old sovereign of the Oklahoma hardwoods is wearing a Santa hat at present. Continue reading Long Live the King
Was rattling a buck in with his own antlers even an ethical tactic to attempt? Continue reading Clear Conscience
Whether our hunt was successful or not, every trip to the deer woods in my youth was wrapped up with a stop at Lee’s Texaco Station in Horntown, Oklahoma. Continue reading Checking In