Blood Trail
Fully mature, block headed and barrel chested, the buck looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine. Continue reading Blood Trail
Tag: whitetail deer
Hunter in the Headlights
Never has the phrase ‘deer in the headlights’ been more fitting. Except that it applied to me, not the buck. Continue reading Hunter in the Headlights
Once Bitten, Twice Shy
No amount of adrenaline can staunch the flow of blood from a scope bitten forehead. Continue reading Once Bitten, Twice Shy
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 Magic Hour
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
Long Live the King
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
Clear Conscience
Was rattling a buck in with his own antlers even an ethical tactic to attempt? Continue reading Clear Conscience
Checking In
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
Bearing Burdens
I began to question whether or not my burdens might finally be too heavy for Mother Nature to bear. Continue reading Bearing Burdens
Fact or Fiction?
Early November brought a new buck by my camera. Subway could’ve run a special on the length of his G-2s. Continue reading Fact or Fiction?
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