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03/21/2011
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On the first of January, 1976 a friend and I decided to bow hunt in Harford County Md., Just outside of the Aberdeen Proving Grounds. It was about an hour before daybreak and Big George and I were making our way back to an area where we'd spotted two nice bucks several days prior. I left George...
03/21/2011
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Back in 1969, a couple of guys on a construction job I was working on asked me if I'd like to go to the eastern shore of Maryland and bow hunt a large farm they'd received permission to hunt. I assured them that I would love to and so we all met up early on a Saturday morning and headed on out. It...
03/21/2011
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How many hunters out there today can honestly say that they harvested a whitetail buck on a full run with a bow & arrow? I'll go a step further by asking just how many hunters can claim that they harvested a whitetail buck on a full run with a forty pound straight target bow, void of an arrow...
03/21/2011
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On October 16th my 12 birthday came, and since the legal bowhunting age in Michigan was 12, I was on my way to get my hunting license. I was so excited to get up to our cabin that morning, so anxious to get out for my first hunt. After the 4-hour drive, we got to our cabin, unloaded our stuff, and...
03/21/2011
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Thanksgiving morning was cold and the sky overcast. A light southeast wind was softly nudging the trees but the wind was forecasted to pick up throughout the day. Sunrise was still thirty minutes away and this was my second day hunting on this land. I was on the east side of a ridge peppered with...
03/21/2011
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Grandpa always went up north for opening weekend of deer season at my uncle's cabin. Except 1991 would be different. That year was going to be my first deer hunt. My grandpa decided to spend opening weekend with my father and me on our land behind the house. When grandpa pulled up in the driveway...
03/21/2011
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After graduating from Purdue University I took a job, teaching math and coaching basketball in Mt. Vernon, IN. I met my best friend for life while at Purdue and he encouraged me to broaden my love for hunting by taking up bowhunting. His uncle had a huge farm just west of West Lafayette and we had...
03/21/2011
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At age fourteen my passion for hunting was ignited. Uncle Nick had a farm near the small town of Waugh, Alberta and at every opportunity I journeyed there to exercise this passion. This is where I got my very first whitetail after many hours of practicing on the farm's pests - squirrels and gophers...
03/21/2011
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After years of subtle suggestions from my husband that I should go hunting, and watching him get three nice deer this year, I decided I would see what all the excitement was about. My husband had done all of the scouting, and he placed our stands throughout the woods and along the edges of the...
03/21/2011
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RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!! "Wha, What-Da…….. Oh MAAANNN!!! (I may hate the sound of the old Westclox wind-up alarm clock, but it sure does do the trick.) Why did I volunteer to be everybody's wake up call? Time to get up, make the coffee, and make lots of noise in the kitchen. "Hey,...