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ATA NEWBIE - by Teri Lancaster What is it exactly that the near mention of the ATA Show results in glazed eyes, awkward body movements, thumbs up, whoop-whoop noises and even goofy smiles of people who have never attended the show before? All I know is th

Folks often blame white-tailed deer and the deer ticks they carry for spreading Lyme disease in the United States, especially from Minnesota to New England to northern Virginia. But if we insist on pointing fingers, we could make a co-conspirator case aga

While shooting four models of 100-grain broadheads to fine-tune my hunting bow this past summer, I couldn't help but think about my first archery deer season 42 years ago.My bow-hunting setup in 1971 consisted of cedar arrows, Bear Razorhead broadheads, a

With the 2013 bow season quickly becoming a distant memory it’s time to look back and reflect on how your season turned out. Did you get your buck? If so, enjoy the fruits of your labor and be thankful. If not, then it’s going to be a long year; I know be

With winter upon us, now is the time to refine our skills for the upcoming hunting season. It seems that each year we all get busier in our daily lives, yet ideally we all need to strive to make time to continue advancing our bowhunting knowledge and honi

Every year my pre-season scouting finds me looking for hunting hangouts that no other hunter wants to mess with. This typically means sloshing through boot-sucking swamps, thickets, and hard to reach hideouts. I learned a long time ago that success in hun

Any time I see a piece of gear come along that improves my ability to consistently place my hunting arrows where I point them, I’m “all in". Enter the Carbon Express Maxima RED hunting arrow.

This is the first blog in a series of Quality Deer Management (QDM) blogs that I’ll author throughout the year where I’ll share with everyone that I’m doing in my neck of the whitetail woods to prepare for the following season.

Many lessons are learned through trial and error and it seems like the bigger the error, the more the lesson sticks with us. With that in mind, boy did I learn a doozy of a lesson in the fall of 2013.

After an unsuccessful evening of bow hunting, my family and I came home from the woods and sat down to eat supper. While we were talking about the evening’s hunt, the phone rang. The call was from my friend Dalton who lives a few farms away. He had shot a