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I drew a tag and was staring down a long lonely road trip by myself. So, I asked my four favorite people if they wanted to explore Wyoming together. We spent a full week looking over antelope bucks, wading in the river, riding horses, and playing in the Wyoming high desert. Although my goal was […]
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This quote from Tom Kelly is my turkey hunting anthem. He (the turkey hunter) will experience moments of tragedy of such depth and feeling as to preclude them form having been written by anyone but Euripides, and he will exalt in periods of piercing rapture previously understood only by willing Christian martyrs being eaten by […]
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Hunting turkeys has a way of making me question my sanity. I’ve killed plenty of turkeys before, but there is usually a moment on every trip where it feels like getting a turkey to gobble, let alone call it into range, seems like a Herculean task. It just seems impossible. I felt like this as […]
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The backstraps of this buck have long since been grilled and eaten, and if you stop by our house on a Tuesday night, you will most likely be eating tacos with ground venison. The kids are tired of me saying, “Don’t leave any of that meat on your plate. Daddy carried it out of a […]
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I sat in one spot from 6:00am to 9:50. The wind was howling, and I had every article of clothing on trying to stay warm and still. I made a deal with myself that I would sit until 10 before moving to another spot. It had been an uneventful morning and boredom was eating away […]
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Within the first few moments of daylight, I spotted this buck feeding into the sunlit hillside about a mile away. At that distance, I could see he had a mature frame, and with wind and rain in the forecast, I took but a moment to pack my gear and take off after him. The prickly […]
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As expected, the mountains in Idaho were as steep as they were beautiful. The weather was fickle and the hunting was tough, but we persevered in search of a mature mule deer buck. We covered over 60 miles, and in seven days, we saw a big cinnamon bear, a wolf, a bunch of grouse, a […]
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October on the border treated us pretty well. We knocked down a couple of mature coues deer for the freezer which will make for some good meals this winter. There’s never a dull moment on these backpack hunts. Between trying to find enough water to drink and watching the drug runners working the mountains, this […]