Tales of the Hunts
Confessions of a bird nerd
Culture tells men that by the time they turn 40, they have two paths they can follow. One…
Tales of the Hunts
Whitewater wisdom
If you would have told thirteen-year-old me that I would not whitewater kayak for a span of ten…
Tales of the Hunts
Breaking and ‘Wrentering’
The Monday after Easter started early as usual. The alarm went off at 4:30 a.m., beckoning me to…
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Bass and unicorns
Sunday afternoon was about as perfect a spring day as one could design. The mild temps and light…
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Tips for setting up a turkey blind
The spring mornings will soon be punctuated by the gobbles of turkeys across our region. The normally wary…
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So long, February
We made it folks. March is here. I always forget my disdain for February until it arrives. Every…
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Life off the leash
The chilly, cloudy weather this past weekend seemed perfect for a walk in the woods. We took a…
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Retriever reflections
This week marks the end of duck season in our area. Since Labor Day, our dogs have been…
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Hunting my trophy in the Lowcountry
“Trophy hunting” is a term that comes with more baggage than an airport carousel during Thanksgiving. Many hunters…
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The best worst spot for duck hunting
With rain in the forecast for the morning of New Year’s Eve, we planned to take the kids…
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