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Entries for February 2018
Spur of the Moment
By Mike Handley
Had Bill Ullrich stuck to his original plan on Oct. 26, someone else’s deer would be on this page. Had his son, Matt, also been able to leave work early that day, his might be the grin behind this fabulous Illinois buck. But Bill was bowhunting alone that afternoon, and he chose to head to a different spot almost as soon as he parked his truc... READ MORE
Cupid’s Arrow Struck First
By Jill J. Easton
Halloween 2010 was a hug-the-heater kind of day. The wind was blowing at 30 mph, the temperature was 29 degrees, and Bill Elza endured it all in his treestand, hoping to see rib bones. Sort of. That was the fifth year Bill had been gunning (or bowing) for a buck he’d nicknamed Ribcage, which is what came to mind when he first saw the row of t... READ MORE
Peepless in Illinois
By Mike Handley
Seeing Isn’t Always Aiming. As soon as the bowstring’s kisser button hit the corner of Jon Wolf’s mouth, he almost panicked. The 63-year-old hunter from Galva, Ill., was staring at a buck wearing what looked more like an upturned rotary hoe than antlers. But he wasn’t seeing it through a peep sight. The device was there, rig... READ MORE
Why Having Breakfast Aloft is a Good Idea
By Jill J. Easton
So eager to see the buck he’d smoked up close, Tommy Johnson gave no thought to reloading or even grabbing his muzzleloader before descending his ladder and running over to the deer. When he reached it and saw that the animal was definitely not pushing up daisies, however, he did a quick 180. “I knew I’d made a good shot, so I lef... READ MORE