Raincheck
He’s definitely aging better than I am, but the truth is, neither one of us is getting any younger. Continue reading Raincheck
He’s definitely aging better than I am, but the truth is, neither one of us is getting any younger. Continue reading Raincheck
Looking like he’d been painted into the wood line, framed in brown oak and matted in green pine, the buck was mature and majestic. Continue reading No Deductions Here
My daughter’s all grown up now, driving cars and dating boys and preparing for college. But that six inch spike will always remind me of the little girl I took to the woods one November afternoon. Continue reading Six Inch Spike
Tag Soup doesn’t mean that you missed an opportunity. It means that you earned yourself a better one. Continue reading Tag Soup
I’d spent 24 hours in a stand. I was sore. I was hungry. I was tired. But I got my bear. Continue reading Because Stories Are Meant To Be Shared: Kenny Prather
Sherman’s been dead for years now, but I still drive by his house after I shoot a deer, wishing he’d answer my knock, wishing I could see his eyes light up when he spotted the blood smeared across my knuckles. Continue reading Eating Like Kings
We come from all walks of life but those walks are all taken in the same pair of broken-in boots. Continue reading Sacred Ground
He still claims it was the best shot he ever made on a deer. Continue reading That’s Me In His Arms
This article was first published August 14, 2019, at sportsmansnews.com I pushed back from my desk and smiled in disbelief. My … Continue reading Sooner State Speed Goat
I’ve known men to agonize more over naming a bird dog than naming their own children. Continue reading That Dog’ll Hunt