Hunting Tales

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You Always Remember the First !

I have only been hunting white tail deer for the past two years. The first year was a bona fide failure; the weather was insufferable and I saw absolutely nothing while spending numerous hours in a cold wet stand paying my hunter's dues. Even though the experience was less than ideal, I was hooked. Every little sound had my heart racing with anticipation of spotting my first deer and wondering...

After graduating from Purdue University I took a job, teaching math and coaching basketball in Mt. Vernon, IN. I met my best friend for life while at Purdue and he encouraged me to broaden my love for hunting by taking up bowhunting. His uncle had a huge farm just west of West Lafayette and we had great success hunting deer the 3 years we shared while at Purdue. After graduation...

Back in 1969, a couple of guys on a construction job I was working on asked me if I'd like to go to the eastern shore of Maryland and bow hunt a large farm they'd received permission to hunt. I assured them that I would love to and so we all met up early on a Saturday morning and headed on out. It was a rather warm day in late...

Saturday, November 13th, 2004 32 years (almost to the day) I have been looking for this caliber of a Whitetail Buck... 10 minutes after 9 on said morning, it was 18 degrees, the wind just started and I was freezing. The usual knobbed bucks and Doe had left my auto feeder and I was thinking real hard about going for hot coffee with Elizabeth and Kaitlyn. I said, "Give it...

At age fourteen my passion for hunting was ignited. Uncle Nick had a farm near the small town of Waugh, Alberta and at every opportunity I journeyed there to exercise this passion. This is where I got my very first whitetail after many hours of practicing on the farm's pests - squirrels and gophers. Uncle Nick taught me how to handle a rifle and a shot gun. I did some...

One Sunday morning in 1997, I got up and decided to drive the fifty-mile trip to a farm that my hunting club leased in Prince George's County. It was one week before the opening day of the Maryland firearm season for whitetail deer. I'd passed up numerous yearling bucks since the fifteenth of September and this particular year, I was determined to only harvest me a wall hanger. I remembered...

I had originally planned on taking both Thursday and Friday off, but since this was my first week in a new position with the company in which I am employed by, and the fact that bow season had originally started on Nov, 1st, I decided to take Friday along with the planned vacation which ran through the 10th of November. This was the first opportunity to hunt on a week...

We first meet at a Ducks Unlimited Banquet in Queensport in the mid-80s. Fate seated my wife and me with T.C. and Skip - a father/son lawyer team from nearby Bronson City. Classic southern gentlemen they were - sharing my joy rather than showing jealousy - when the auctioneer called my name as the winner of the grand raffle prize, a Mercury outboard motor. T.C. was in his 60s and...

Grandpa always went up north for opening weekend of deer season at my uncle's cabin. Except 1991 would be different. That year was going to be my first deer hunt. My grandpa decided to spend opening weekend with my father and me on our land behind the house. When grandpa pulled up in the driveway with his pop up camper the day before the season began, I was startled to...

I can't even remember the first time I had ever walked into the woods following my father. The first recollection I have regarding hunting or most anything for that matter must have been around the age of 5 or 6. It was the only time I ever hunted with an old German Short haired pointer we called Rusty who was older than me at the time by at least 4...

The 2000 bow season had opened as it usually did for me, with our annual trip to Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Our bow camp consists of nearly 20 people and is always a good time regardless of how the hunting goes. The weather always seems to cooperate and the hunting is usually pretty good. The 2000 trip was no exception and I had a great time despite not harvesting a deer....

I started hunting about three years ago. The first time I sat in a tree stand, I was hooked! The first year I only gun hunted and didn

On October 16th my 12 birthday came, and since the legal bowhunting age in Michigan was 12, I was on my way to get my hunting license. I was so excited to get up to our cabin that morning, so anxious to get out for my first hunt. After the 4-hour drive, we got to our cabin, unloaded our stuff, and got ready for the night hunt. We headed out...

I had not bow hunted for several years until this year. During an open house at Fenton High School where my two teenagers attend, I was talking to one of the parents and found out that he was new to bow hunting this year and was looking for a partner to hunt with. Most of my hunting friends had either lost interest or moved away so I jumped on this...

It stormed all through the night. The strong wind whipped rain onto the tin roof of our family cabin. Lightening streaks popped in the sky with a sound that shuttered every window making me think it was a war between day & night with a lot of visual wonder. The wind just continued to gust and moan, while still rattling the cabin. I could hear the rainwater dripping and splashing...

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Hunting Tales Articles

You Always Remember the First !

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Who got my Trophy Head?

What an Adventure

Unexpected Company

Treed !

Tom's Pope and Young Buck

The Smell of the Hunt

The Seasoned Veteran

The one that got away !

The Millennium Buck

The First Buck

The determined deer hunter

THE DEER HUNT

The Day My Public Hunting Land became Extinct !

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