Re-branding Trophy Hunting

I am a trophy hunter. There, I said it, and it is true. If you want to stop reading here, I understand, but please don’t. The public perception of trophy hunting is abysmal and so is the viewpoint of the trophy hunter. Trophy hunters are portrayed as heartless, gutless, and spineless. Maybe more damningly, wealthyContinue reading “Re-branding Trophy Hunting”

A Eulogy for my Favorite Turkey Spot…

I watch the hen creep through the thick underbrush a warm, wet April has brought upon us. I say what every turkey hunter says at this point, “Here we go. Now where’s your boyfriend?” She closes the distance, I sit, silent and stone still, waiting for the inevitable gobbler short on her trail. At 50Continue reading “A Eulogy for my Favorite Turkey Spot…”