Deer Camp

Sometime in the wee small hours of the Monday after Thanksgiving, I lay in my sleeping bag staring at the … More

Teach Me to Hunt?

The big buck and his does burst from the thick cover of greenbriar and cedar trees. The deer dashed at … More

As my truck wound along the narrow country road, brown oak leaves skittered across the crown and hung up in … More

I am generally not one to be sentimental about things. Things are tools to be used for their useful life … More

On an October Saturday morning 50 years ago, drops of cold rain water fell on my neck as I leaned … More

A cold, gusty northwest wind moved the reeds of the duck blind to and fro as I leaned in close, … More

As I sat eating a hot and delicious bowl of chili, a cold rain sluiced down on the metal roof … More

I stood on the line, bow in hand, arrow nocked, fingers trembling on the handle of my release. The occasion … More

When former President Bill Clinton left the White House prior to the inauguration of incoming President George W. Bush, the … More

Bang! Bang! Clang! Bang! Clang! (Pete you are losing it. You already wrote that blog post.) But this was different. … More

The doe cocked her ears toward me and stared hard. There was something in the tree that wasn’t supposed to … More

You’ve no doubt heard of the infamous Murphy’s Law where “Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong”. Well, I … More