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Entries for August 2018
Scoring From Ground Zero
By Darren Warner
You can’t always find a climbable tree in good whitetail habitat. For several long days, I’d faithfully hunted from a permanent ground blind in northern Michigan, and I was beginning to think I was wasting my time. I’d probably overhunted the blind, repeatedly drawn back by my father’s news of spotting a mature buck in the a... READ MORE
What Jinx?
By Mike Handley
Old Kansas Proverb: Sometimes you get the deer’s goat, sometimes he gets yours. Dear Abby: While deer hunting in Kansas last season, I was given the chance to test-drive an Ameristep pop-up blind erected by a guy whose trip was cut short by news of a workplace crisis. The man, from one of those C-cities in Ohio, obviously put a lot of work in... READ MORE
Put a Buck to Bed
By Bob Humphrey
A look at whitetail bedding areas and how they’re important to hunters. My son Ben and I made our way to within 100 yards of our double ladder stand. “We’re gonna have to be as quiet as we can from here on,” I said. He understood why and nodded. We moved slowly and quietly, inching forward only when the wind blew, then crept... READ MORE
Get Up and Go!
By David Hart
You need a Plan B when treestands and food plot vigils aren’t working. When a herd of cows decided to camp out under Gary Smith’s northern Virginia treestand, he had no choice but to get down and move. It was still early in the morning, but instead of hustling to his backup stand, Smith decided to still-hunt his way along a ridge. It tu... READ MORE
The Long Haul
By Joe Blake
The more time you spend in the woods, the better your odds for success. The cold, north wind continued stinging my face, just as it had throughout the day. Intermittent waves of sleet and snow didn’t make things any easier as I continued to scan the Minnesota woodlot. The discomfort caused me to question the wisdom of remaining in the stand, ... READ MORE
How to Get Bow-Close
By Fred Eichler
Advice from this traditional bowhunter can help you be in the right spot. I heard the sound of footfalls on the leaves to the right. I could tell by the cadence it was definitely a deer and not a squirrel, hog or armadillo, and I didn’t dare move my head for fear it would spot me. I listened as it moved closer, my eyes aching from the strain ... READ MORE