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This article from Deer and Deer Hunting shows us that muzzleloading has revolutionized into the modern era!
By Jeremy Moore
After many years working with numerous dogs, one of my biggest takeaways is that too many times, we as trainers complicate what shouldn’t be complicated.
I’m sure you’re in the mid-winter swing of thing at this point – ice fishing, snowmobiling, maybe some rabbit or predator hunting. Yes, they’re all great ways to spend the winter, but even better when you can enjoy them with your dog, and better yet when you can build in some worthwhile training in the process. Continue Reading
By: Mike Alaimo
The days are growing shorter and nature is in high gear preparing for winter. It is the time of year that gets my blood racing with thoughts of the next hunt. Hours of preparation, scouting and practice all come together to create the perfect hunt. As waterfowlers, there is no better experience on earth than seeing cupped wings pouring into the decoys. The marsh becomes our second home. Continue Reading
It’s no secret that Wisconsin is a top tier and destination deer hunting state. Hunters from across the country venture to Wisconsin every fall to chase the elusive whitetails that fill the landscape. The Badger State has had plenty of Boone & Crocket and Pope & Young deer taken being that it’s one of the highest harvesting states of those records every season. The nine-day gun deer season is about as big of a tradition as the holidays. As the woods turn into blaze orange, businesses literally shut down, and the sight of seeing a hunter’s “trophy” in the back of the truck is just the daily norm. We are fortunate to live in a state with a good population of whitetails, but we are even more fortunate to have the opportunity to be able to access hundreds of thousands of acres of public land. Continue Reading
The blasting bellow of the big .44 surprised me when my right index finger instinctively tightened on the trigger; the bear’s violent reaction and subsequent zero to 30 mph rush, while just a blur, clearly indicated I had connected. Straining to hear the tell-tale moan of a dying bear yielded only the cacophony of a yapping pack of distant coyotes. My black bear quest, which had been eight long years in the making, had boiled down to a few surreal seconds. Continue Reading