It was a bitterly cold November morning and I was finally nestled into my favorite treestand. I could see the sky beginning to lighten and I was not sure if the goose bumps on my neck were from the cold or the eager anticipation of having a deer walk righ
It's Mid-December. You have just gotten a trail camera photo of a huge buck in your area. You know the post rut is on and deer will be slaves to their stomachs. The big buck is sure to be following the does to the food. However, there are no major food
The old saying that “Safety is no accident” couldn’t be more true than for the thousands of deer hunters who take to the woods each fall. Hunting is a safe and enjoyable sport. However, if you’re a tree stand hunter, it can be deadly unless you are using
There comes a point in your bowhunting career, and perhaps even your life, when you stop wanting more stuff and instead start wanting better stuff. Enter Watson Airlock. Their line of scent-containing storage products are certainly that. After all up-c
For years I relied on carbon clothing to help me fly under the whitetail radar. And while my experience wasn’t all that bad, the clothing that accompanied the technology left a lot to be desired. In short, I often found myself at the mercy of the elements
While hunters in the eastern two-thirds of the United States are looking at velvet whitetails and hanging treestands, hunters in the West are belly crawling through cactus patches and breathing in the bitter sweet smell of sage trying to stay out of sight
The 3rd annual Deer Fest took place July 20-22 in Oshkosh, WI. A vast variety of exhibitors and hunting celebrities along with a few current and ex Green Bay Packer football players were on site to make for a great extended weekend. There was so much to
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I still remember the first time I hunted in Texas. The first day of hunting started with me climbing inside a ground blind before daylight and waiting for Porky the pig to show up. I was told by the outfitter that the place was overrun with pigs and I wou
