You know what they say, “all good things must come to an end.” As spring turns into the beginnings of summer I sit back and reflect on what a great turkey season I had again this year. Did I kill a record turkey this year? No. Was I able to
Mule deer are icons throughout the west and mid-west, and I have yet to run across another bow hunter that didn’t care to ever have a chance at one. Even though I have grown up in the mid-west and been around mule deer all of my life, I was no
After being washed out by the thunderstorms passing through the area most of the mid-week, I knew the deer would be moving after the weather front had passed. My dad made the trip up to the great state of Ohio late Thursday with high hopes of having some success on
As the sun came up on the morning of October 27th, 2013 a dream became a reality and I found myself sitting 25’ up in a tree in the hills of Buffalo County, Wisconsin. Every bowhunter knows of the legendary tells and bucks that Buffalo County has produced over the
May 18, 2013: Just like every year, seasons come and seasons go. The final weekend of the Ohio spring turkey season was this weekend, and with one tag left to fill, it looked like I’d be getting up early at least one more time before season ended. With my wife
With my Grandpa passing away merely days before the turkey opener my heart just wasn’t in it like normal. Opening weekend was filled with heavy hearts and funeral arrangements as my family closed the book on what was the tale of a great man’s life. Having difficulty dealing with all
The month of April is without a doubt one of the favored months of the year for the majority of our nations’ turkey hunters. In the South, the dogwoods bloom and the grass turns green, and for the most part, the turkeys gobble. April 13th marked the opening day of
Saturday, April 27, 2013: I got the blind setup on the eastern edge of the freshly tilled bottom field and was setting out my DSD flock when a gobble sounded off in the woodlot behind the blind. “Finally setup in the right spot” I thought to myself as I finished
I made the 7 hour trip down from my Ohio home to meet up with my friends Forrest, Sarah, and Brad in North Carolina to do a little turkey hunting for a couple of days. After every one of the SELFILMED crew (except for myself) had already tagged a turkey in
Lets take a look back to what has brought me to this point in my turkey hunting career. In 2012 I coaxed myself into taking my bow out only a few times, which all ended the same way. With no bird! All of my hunts in the past have turned
Walking out to a star filled sky and heavily frosted ground to start the four wheeler and get it warmed up, when my buddy came around the corner and stated that there was a nice buck running a doe just behind the house at the barn. He had seen them
The weekend started off early for my Dad as he made the trip back up to Ohio Thursday evening. I wasn’t able to get away from work on Friday to hunt with him, but he headed back to the park property we had success at earlier in the month and