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I feel like a sausage—an onion-wrapped sausage—as I waddle my way to the tree stand. Layers upon layers of thermal…

The sun was setting in the western sky when I decided to climb down from my treestand and call it…

Head south to extend your deer-hunting season! Now that I live in northern Idaho I miss the late seasons of…

In an ideal world I never would have quit hunting Canada for whitetails, especially with my long-time friend Ron Nemetchek…