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03/21/2011
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We scouted for two days finding every sign you could possibly think of, from trails where the deer were traveling, and to rubs and scrapes everywhere. I was learning from one of the best hunters I know. We worked together and he had sort of taken me under his wing. Helping me find a good safe place...
03/21/2011
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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...
03/21/2011
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I hurried out the back door of The Golden 40 Club, after changing into my camo, started my pickup and drove north toward Conowingo Dam. My plan was to get to my hunting spot by three am, sit tight perched in a huge oak, which allowed me a great opportunity to harvest the big trophy I'd seen there...
03/21/2011
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After losing permission to my favorite hunting spot I was determined to make 2002 a positive archery season. After all I didn't spend all summer practicing for nothing. I drove around for several weeks looking for new ground to hunt. One evening after work I was out driving around and found an area...
03/21/2011
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Before meeting my husband, bowhunting had never crossed my mind. But the idea of sitting home alone every season didn't thrill me either. So I decided to try my luck at it. So off I went to the nearest archery shop. Not wanting to spend a lot of money on a bow, in case this hunting thing was not...
03/21/2011
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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...
03/21/2011
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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.
03/21/2011
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March of 2001 my son Ryan was diagnosed with Idiopathathic Dilated Cardiomyopathy. The left heart ventricle was affected and he was going to need a heart transplant. My wife Nancy and I stayed with Ryan for the next several weeks at Children’s Hospital of Wisconsin at Milwaukee. Through the...
03/21/2011
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T'was another dove hunt come; dove hunts always seemed to be a biological clock for me: like the 'twelve strokes of noon' hunting season had begun - a hunting season that would be a long time coming for most [including me] to forget. Squirrel season was in. Although not very productive, it had...
03/21/2011
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My son Chris Embry started his deer hunting career on the 2002 youth weekend. His Uncle Mike Embry, had purchased a youth model .243 for Chris a couple of months earlier. Uncle Mike knew how much Chris wanted to be able to come along this year during deer season. Chris's dad and uncles are all avid...