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Fishing story   The earliest memories that I have in my life are of me sitting next to my grandfather on the banks of an enormous pond on his farm in north Missouri. My grandpa and I were the best fishing buddies the world has ever seen. Every summer for most all of it and every weekend that I could get my parents to take me, I would spend my time tinkering in his garage or helping in the hayfields until it was time for fishing, mushroom hunting or berry picking. As a kid growing up... Read More

Family vacations for an outdoorsman with a non hunting and fishing type wife and daughter, can be both complicated and interesting. However as I recently discovered, sometimes we can meet on common ground and share in the same adventures to a point. I know some will roll their eyes in disapproval at this and other that will nod their head in understanding, but I have to be honest and openly confess that many of our “family vacations” have been spent going in different directions to pursue o... Read More

Hey there all! just looking to hook up with some bow hunters/Pistol hunters in or close to NC. I am going on an Elk hunt in Va this year, first ever Elk hunt, and trying to go the Kentucky. My wife and I are starting to hunt together this year and just looking to find some like minded, well adjusted outdoor enthusiasts that have the gumption to get up and get out of the backyard and go real camping, and hunting, and fishing.....you know what I'm talkin bout!!!So, type away, and maybe we can get... Read More

The phone rang very early one Saturday mornin’, way before the rooster crows, and Foxy groaned. It can only mean one thang, she thought as she shuffled in her slippers toward the kitchen to put coffee on, he’s goin’ on ‘nother fishin’ trip. Makin’ coffee, she could hear Mule on the phone with Bubba Lee and they were plannin’ a fishin’ trip. Mule’s voice grew louder with excitement as she heard him talkin’ to his cousin. Mule glanced at her, covered the microphone on the phone with his... Read More

From the time the alarm went off at 4:30am my sole focus was to try to hide how nervous and excited I was. I had made the trip to King City, California the day before to meet up with my brother Mike and my dad to set up camp. We had talked around the campfire the night before, but not about anything important. I was not sure if they did not understand the significance of this hunt or if it merely went unspoken. As I got ready that morning every stitch of clothing I wore was calculated; from the... Read More

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