The conditions were just right for our bowhunting dreams. It was a wonderful, dark, dreary, overcast, cold, breezy, grey cloud October afternoon, and inspired by the hunter friendly weather, I headed into the wind for my favorite west woods treestand a couple hours earlier than usual. Not really expecting to encounter...
The great Fred Bear exclaimed how our hunting time will cleanse the soul, and if ever there was a time that souls need cleansing, it is right now.
October fall days feel, smell, stimulate, inspire, motivate, and call our name like the ultimate hunting season excitement, just a little more powerfully.
Hunt every day like you mean it my friends. There is a Marine with a rifle on that wall making sure we can. Godbless America. Godbless the United States Marine Corp. Semper Fidelis!
All hunting takes a serious degree of stealth, but bowhunters live and die by it when pursuing deer. Make your stealth tactics the best you can this season.
Be stealthy my Spirit BloodBrothers. Hunt like you mean it. Kill ‘em and grill ‘em like you mean it. Aim small miss small and say a prayer for the WildThings everyday!
In the horrific aftermath of Hurricane Harvey, the enduring spirit of hands-on caring from outdoorsmen showed during rescue efforts in Texas.
Our magic fall time is coming on strong now. Hunt like you mean it but always dedicate as much time as possible to celebrate, promote and recruit. The culture war does not take a break during hunting season.
Right behind God, family, country and killer guitar adventure, Ted Nugent says ambushing deer with his bow and arrow has always been his thrill of thrills.