Do You Remember Your First Deer?

This sucks.  The words rattled around in my head in sympathy with my kidneys which were tossed unmercifully by the mil-spec seat in the old Willys Jeep.  My second year as a hunter showed every sign it would end as…

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The Best Camouflage

“There’s turkeys on the hill.” The words snapped my attention from an article I needed to finish; predatory adrenaline propelled me up from my desk. I grabbed the old Stevens 20-gauge single-barrel shotgun from its storage place along with three,…

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