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Clay Commander Trades Pellets for Slug

Clay Commander Trades Pellets for Slug

By Mike Handley

Having a Gould point a shotgun at you, if you’re a deer or a clay target, is a good way to get dead. This is abundantly clear to fans and followers of brothers Aaron and Steve from Alexandria, Minn., who travel the country with their Winchesters to wow audiences with their reflexive marksmanship. Aaron, capable of busting clays between one-ar... READ MORE

Mighty Weren’t the Preparations

Mighty Weren’t the Preparations

By Ed Waite

Taking note of the comings and goings of whitetails on a mere five acres should be as easy as pulling a can of green beans out of the cupboard. Cody Gwinner and his father, Ted, know their little patch of woods like it was a pantry. And they’d normally have pinpointed the freshest and most often used deer trails long before the season opened,... READ MORE

Eau De Buck

Eau De Buck

By Dale Weddle

Testosterone Can Be a Buck’s Undoing. Gazes locked with the biggest buck he’d ever seen, Tim Gosser froze in place, his rifle halfway between the shooting rail of his ladder stand and his shoulder. During those five minutes, the borrowed firearm went from weighing 7 to 70 pounds. The unbelievably big 10-pointer was so close that Tim co... READ MORE

Like Clockwork, Almost

Like Clockwork, Almost

By Mike Handley

Aubrey Man’s First Deer by Bow Shatters Texas Record! Robert and Jerry Taylor don’t need deer telemetry data to convince them that whitetails are creatures of habit. For four years, they merely had to look at the calendar to know approximately when a freakishly big buck was going to wander onto their little piece of Grayson County, Texa... READ MORE

Joshua Unglued

Joshua Unglued

By Mike Handley

Fainting dead away might’ve been the only thing Joshua Bruce didn’t do during the last day of his 2012 hunt at Giles Island. He shook, probably squeaked, banged his rifle on the shooting house window, lost the use of his fingers and fell down twice. If he’d had any nerve pills, he might’ve chipmunked a handful. He was as rat... READ MORE

So THIS is What All the Fuss is About!

So THIS is What All the Fuss is About!

By Mike Handley

It took only a few seconds last fall for Calvin Gustus to decide he both loves and loathes bowhunting. The 2012 archery season was the 55-year-old volunteer fireman’s first, though he actually paid $50 for a bow in the mid-1980s. After shooting it a few times, he hung it up, forgot about it and, eventually, loaned it to his wife’s broth... READ MORE

Br’er Will and the Oak Patch

Br’er Will and the Oak Patch

By Ed Waite

Disciplining an employee who lives and breathes deer hunting by giving him a day off in mid-November, even without pay, is a bit like sending a child to his room with a game-laden laptop and a Popsicle. After what happened to Will Durstine last year, his coworkers might be lining up for DLOs (disciplinary layoffs) in 2013. During deer season, Will ... READ MORE

Two-for-one Buck

Two-for-one Buck

By Ed Waite

Marion Goodpaster was enjoying his ringside seat during last year’s snot-slinging contest, but he really wanted it to end before the curtain fell on his Nov. 11 hunt in Ripley County, Ind. The hunter from Aurora, Ind., was between a belligerent buck and an equally mouthy doe, both determined to send the other running for cover. Had it not bee... READ MORE

No Coaching Necessary

No Coaching Necessary

By Mike Handley

Blane Haygood knew better than to try sneaking a look at the buck his daughter was about to shoot. He and she were sitting side by side in separate office-type chairs, looking out of opposite windows, when the enormous whitetail stepped into the lane 15-year-old Kendall was facing. It was bad enough that the girl had accidentally bumped the box bli... READ MORE

The Buck with the Jekyll & Hyde Rack

The Buck with the Jekyll & Hyde Rack

By Ed Waite

Powerless to do anything but gawk, Jeff Yelton’s gaze shifted back and forth from the deer with the strange rack to his watch. Always one to follow the rules, the hunter from Chesterton, Ind., knew it wasn’t yet light enough to legally squeeze his muzzleloader’s trigger. He was almost convinced something was wrong with his too-slo... READ MORE

Reminiscent of MOSSY HORNS

Reminiscent of MOSSY HORNS

By Terry Rethman and Mike Handley

When the tale behind Del Austin’s world-record (P&Y) Nebraska whitetail was first told back in 1963, the hunter was more footnote than protagonist. Del might’ve been the one to let the air out of the buck called “Mossy Horns,” but he had no history with the buck. Instead, perhaps because it made for a better yarn, writer... READ MORE

Ohio Holdem

Ohio Holdem

By Ed Waite

When it comes to deer hunting, brothers Steve and Scott Esker are “all in,” both figuratively and literally. The twins from Ohio have put more than 2,310 inches of antler in the record book during the last decade — 11 kills, two pickups and a pair of shed antlers, several of which have appeared within these pages, if not on the ma... READ MORE

Doppelganger Gets ‘Er Done

Doppelganger Gets ‘Er Done

By Mike Handley

Sometimes it pays to stop and smell the hay — words to live by, according to an Arkansas tree trimmer who counts friends like a banker counts money. During a break from chasing turkeys in Kansas in the spring of 2010, Robert Weaver decided to cool his heels and watch someone cutting hay. The big John Deere looked like a house on wheels, and h... READ MORE

But Can I Hunt?

But Can I Hunt?

By Dale Weddle

It’ll take more than broken bones and bruises to keep Ken Carnes indoors during deer season. On Sept. 9, 2012, Ken and his brother, Troy, walked into the woods to do some scouting, pruning and to move at least one ladder stand. Only Troy walked out of there. Ken was on the 28-foot-tall ladder stand. He had just stepped down two steps when the... READ MORE

When Dylin Calls …

When Dylin Calls …

By Tim Beaumont and Mike Handley

Brecken Kennedy hates déjà vu. Dylin, his younger brother, loves it. Even before Brecken read the text message from Dylin on Nov. 25, 2011, he knew what it was going to say. The same thing happened in 2010, when he’d hunted hard —every day for two weeks — only to have his brother step in and shoot a wallhanger from t... READ MORE

Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe …

Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe …

By Dale Weddle

If only Josh Prewitt had been in the right stand, his 2012 season could’ve ended a whole lot sooner. Two days into Kentucky’s 2012 modern firearms season, the bull of the woods stood in front of Josh’s empty ladder stand about half an hour after sunrise. The hunter from Brodhead was 400 yards away, watching another ridge, when the... READ MORE

Bottom of the Ninth

Bottom of the Ninth

By Mike Handley

Jeremy Schmeidler might no longer play baseball, but that doesn’t mean he’s incapable of hitting a wicked curve ball out of the park. Nine days into the Sunflower State’s 2012 bow season, the 33-year-old from Hays, Kan., decided to ditch the game plan he’d so carefully crafted in favor of a whim. Rather than play it safe wit... READ MORE

An Alarm Clock Named Jake

An Alarm Clock Named Jake

By Bob Weber

I have hunted deer for most of my life and have had my share of exciting hunts. Last January’s outing with my stepson, Jake, ranks among the best. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed teaching Jake, now 13, how to hunt and what it means to be a hunter. We’ve been going together for five years. Jan. 19 was the last weekend to hunt the 2012-13 s... READ MORE

Double Take

Double Take

By Mike Handley

Brian Miller knew a shooter buck was among the many deer gallivanting inside the little pine thicket. At least three bucks, in fact (the other two were forkhorns), and 10 does had entered the copse during the two hours he’d been aloft in his ladder stand on Nov. 29, 2012. Soon after the last trio wafted into the trees, all the deer began shuf... READ MORE

Four Bangs for the Buck

Four Bangs for the Buck

By Ed Waite

Jason Hardin’s first racked buck was faster than a speeding bullet. Three of them, to be precise. Had Superbuck kept on flying in the same direction instead of thrice looping around like a scared rabbit, it might still be in Jason’s head instead of on his wall. You just don’t give a determined deer hunter that many tugs on your ca... READ MORE

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