You either love or you hate crossbows, not many people fall in the middle of that spectrum. Typically the ones that hate them are just...

The Sierra Madre mountains are no place for the weak. The landscape is some of the most unforgiving you’ll see. Terrain so rough that...

I climbed down the old rusty ladder of my treestand just as the visibility of a worn out 50 gallon feed bucket had started to fade. This...

Legend says that Simon Kenton beat our 7th president Andrew Jackson to a pulp, nearly killing him. Whether that's true or not, the story...

There’s a sea of sage before us- beckoning with waves of green and unforeseen coveys of chukar. In the distance, a pheasant cackles. The...

A fresh blanket of snow smothered the foothills of the two thumb range. The mid morning sun shone on the peaks and faces, making them...

Mexico’s Yucatan Peninsula supports one of the best fisheries in the world, if you know where to look. Overshadowed by the nightlife of...

Benjamin was a good friend of mine, although I knew almost nothing about him, despite being friends with him for nearly a decade. All I...

The summer time heat doesn’t exactly scream whitetail hunting. When I think of whitetail hunting, I envision frigid mornings followed by...

My college years differed from the stereotypical routine. While all of my friends were getting propaganda from left-leaning professors...

Mexico is home to 2 octopus species, “Pulpo Maya” and “Pulpo Vulgaris.” Both are almost identical to their Mediterranean counterparts....

5,200 miles southeast of Wuhan China, and 4 months before the Covid pandemic shut down the globe, the jagged cliffs of Kauai came into...

As far as rifles go (some douchebag is going to correct me and say “it's a semi-automatic carbine version of the SMG”. Touché douchebag,...

Certain models of vehicles throughout history have proven to be so iconic that even as technology develops, engine modifications advance,...

There aren’t many times I reflect on my college years, and that’s intentional. But my sophomore year was memorable. It was spring break...

I’ve always had a desire to shoot a Javelina, or as they’re commonly called, “skunk pigs” with my bow. I don’t know why. Maybe that...

Some of my fondest memories growing up involve whitetail hunting with my old man and his old man, my grandfather. Both rough men from...