Deer hunting, regardless of where it’s done or how, has some universal components. And perhaps the foremost is the inevitable hunger brought on by sitting in a tree stand, hiding in a ground blind, or still-hunting for hours in frigid temps. Staving off this hunger with a strategically selected snack is largely a matter of
Sometimes a great idea never gets the attention and appreciation it deserves. It can be a matter of poor timing or poor execution, or sometimes just plain bad luck. Such is the origin story of the .41 Remington Magnum, a high-powered handgun cartridge that, on paper, appears to have all of the best features of
Among the innumerable tales of close encounters with dangerous game, few send chills up the spines of hunters quite like that of the Tsavo Man-Eaters: a pair of maneless male lions that, together, terrorized the Tsavo region of Kenya in the late 1800s. Their story, and that of their eventual demise, captures the essence of
I thought I’d trained and prepared enough for this hunt. I was very wrong. Like many outdoorsmen, I’ve long entertained aspirations of hunting big game—elk, bear, sheep—in the mountainous backcountry. I envisioned loading up my pack with a week’s worth of supplies, grabbing my rifle, and setting out into the depths of the wilds with
Even the most experienced, seasoned hunters get a chill when imagining themselves stripped of their gear, alone in the wilderness. It’s a pretty extraordinary thing, then, to find someone who’s not only comfortable with that idea, they relish it. Donny Dust, owner and operator of Paleo Tracks Survival in Colorado, is just such a person.
Once the frenetic pre-daybreak blitz of waterfowl activity has ended and the sun’s rays signal the start of a fitful armistice between duck hunters and birds, you’re left with two choices: strip off your coat to work on your last tan of the year or abandon the blind to find where those ducks are hiding
