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Deer

California Dreaming

There was no rush leaving the house in the morning, as we would have to be able to spot deer before deciding if we would even try a stalk. The morning air was comfortable

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Forky

When I first laid eyes on the buck, my heart raced with excitement. The beams stretched out past the deer’s ears, andthe dark colouration made them took huge. I slowly lifted my binoculars to

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Creating a Hunter

We ran out of tree cover and belly-crawled into the alfalfa field where two deer fed across a ridge. The terrain allowed us to use the geography to stay out of sight long enough

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Take The Coues Challenge

The predawn air was crisp, and the musky smell of dead, dry vegetation hung in the moist mountain atmosphere. Visiting old Mexico, I had looked forward to warming temperatures compared to the frigid, sub-zero

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Born Hunting