Let us give sincere thanks that we are Americans, where we the people choose our individual life, liberty and pursuit of backstrap happiness.
Sometimes things work out as perfectly as planned for a deer hunt, as Ted Nugent discovers with an old Michigan marsh buck that didn't let him down.
My constant practice and constant scouting homework had paid off big time this time, and I celebrated my very first triple-double deer hunt in my life.
May your deerwoods stink of tarsal goo, and may the buck of your dreams make that November mistake and look the other way when you're at full draw!
We bowhunters are entering that insane fall era that we wait all year for, and God only knows what stimulating fun, sport, meat and trophy thrills await us.
Fred Bear was influential to many people in many important ways, and Ted Nugent still adheres to the lessons he learned years ago from the great bowhunter.
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!