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The Northern Pike That Gave Me a Mouthful of Y-Bones and a Lesson I Didn’t Want
I caught my first northern pike on a spinnerbait I had no business throwing, in a weedy little bay on a lake I fished wrong for years. I was twenty, …
3 weeks, 5 days ago
Amos’s Diary: Wednesday, July 8, 1903
The leather folder held seventeen recipes, and after the last one Amos told the whole household to flop the book shut and go eat. But the folder was …
3 weeks, 6 days ago
The Tack Driver They Told Me Was Too Small for Deer
For three straight summers I saved up for a rifle, and when I finally had the money I did the classic thing. I bought the rifle and then went cheap o…
3 weeks, 6 days ago
The Rifle Cost Nine Hundred Dollars. The Scope on Top of It Cost Forty.
I saved for two years for that rifle. The whole time I did the math in my head the way a kid counts down to Christmas, selling a truck tool box I nev…
3 weeks, 6 days ago
Your Trail Camera Is Now a Legal Problem. Here’s What Changed in 2026.
I still remember hanging my first trail camera and the ritual that went with it. Drive out, bolt the camera to a tree, wait two weeks, drive back, pu…
4 weeks ago
Three Years of Backyard Practice, and the First Live Deer Still Made Me Freeze
I practiced for three years before I ever drew a bow on a live deer. Three years of shooting in my backyard until my fingers went numb in November, o…
4 weeks ago
I Mounted My Own Scope Wrong and Let My Rifle Open My Eyebrow. The Buck Was Grateful.
The first buck I ever had a clean shot at, I never got to shoot. I got to bleed instead. Which is its own kind of lesson, the kind that leaves a scar…
4 weeks ago
You Run Out of Flour West of the Sweetwater and Learn to Eat the Country That Has Been Feeding You All Along
Late August, 1846. Somewhere west of the Sweetwater, three days of empty skillet behind you, and your stomach has stopped asking for food and started…
4 weeks ago
The Deer He Shot and Never Ate, and the Old Man Who Said the One Thing That Rewired Him
I was twenty-three the first time I shot a deer I didn’t eat. Not because I couldn’t. Because I didn’t want to. The rack was a nice little eight-poin…
4 weeks, 1 day ago
The Night a Six-Pound Catfish Almost Drowned Me Over a Trotline
I almost drowned over a channel cat that weighed maybe six pounds. That is the kind of sentence that sounds like a joke until you are the one standin…
4 weeks, 1 day ago