I have a favorite blanket. Don't laugh. You probably do to. And if you don't now, you once did. Deny it and I'll just ask your momma, and she'll show me picture after picture of you with your thumb in your mouth and your blanket over your shoulder. My own son was not only attached to a certain blanket, but he also had a favorite corner of the blanket.
The map showed 700 acres in famous Pike County, Illinois. And it was ours to hunt - 4 of us, that is. We had planned on this hunt for months and knew we would be arriving at the prime time for the rut.
One of my past-times that increases between hunting seasons, is cycling. I've been enjoying this activity for nearly a decade. Most of my rides are short enough that I don't have to think too much about water, an energy snack, or any extra equipment.
One of the obstacles most hunters and fishermen dread is the wind. A light wind is not a factor - it's even helpful, but a windy day is burdensome to the fishermen and causes most game to stay out of sight.
I can remember when I first started turkey hunting. I listened to tapes, watched videos, and did anything I could to learn how to do things correctly. Not only did I try to call like the experts, but I had to learn exactly when to call and when not to call.
It was the funniest sight the other day. At daybreak a tom strolled down the path to a small field just in front of me. There, he strutted and gobbled and listened for any hen that might be close and interested in watching him flex his muscles as if he were in a pose-down at an Arnold Schwarzenegger Classic.
I think all professions and even every recreation is misunderstood by either those who have never participated or by the critics of that profession or recreation. It's only until we get to know someone close or get to participate, do we really begin to think a different way.
I was thinking about a hunt from last season. I harvested one of my best bucks. It was about 4:00 p.m. when the buck came through behind me. It was well before dark, and I was hunting with a crossbow out of a rifle stand.
The end of February and the beginning of March is not normally a time outdoor activities come to mind. Deer hunters are gathering up the remains of the last season and the turkey season is still a few weeks away
The bass fishing tournaments are getting ready to start with a vengeance. Once they begin, each weekend will offer another opportunity to fish for money. All bass tournaments have pretty much the same rul