It’s the mishaps that make hunts memorable
Not long ago, I saw a message on one of the hunting blogs I like to read. The writer wanted hunters to send in accounts of disasters they’d had in the field. I bet he got [...]
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Outdoor lessons learned the hard way
While thinking about some of the wisdom I’ve gained from experiences in the outdoors, I thought of the most obvious piece of wisdom first: Don’t eat yellow snow. But [...]
I got my outdoor training from the best
I can’t even remember the first time my dad dragged me into the wilderness on a campout. For as long as I can remember, I’ve spent a good deal of my free time in the [...]
It’s the mishaps that make hunts special
Not long ago, I saw a message on one of the hunting blogs I like to read. The writer wanted hunters to send in accounts of disasters they’d had in the field. I bet he got [...]
I’m taking over getting injured for my dad
My dad has been a very good sport about being picked on repeatedly for this blog. He has a true talent for getting hurt on our outdoors outings, and while some of those [...]
It’s the adversity that makes a hunting trip great
Not long ago, I saw a message on one of the hunting blogs I like to read. The writer wanted hunters to send in accounts of disasters they’d had in the field. I bet he got [...]
I need to get tougher if I want to be like my dad
My dad has been a very good sport about being picked on repeatedly for this blog. He has a true talent for getting hurt on our outdoors outings, and while some of those [...]
A hunt isn’t a hunt without some sort of mishap
Not long ago, I saw a message on one of the hunting blogs I like to read. The writer wanted hunters to send in accounts of disasters they’d had in the field. I bet he got [...]
The lessons you learn the hard way are never forgotten
While thinking about some of the wisdom I’ve gained from experiences in the outdoors, I thought of the most obvious piece of wisdom first: Don’t eat yellow snow. But [...]
I’m well-trained in outdoor mishaps
I can’t even remember the first time my dad dragged me into the wilderness on a campout. For as long as I can remember, I’ve spent a good deal of my free time in the [...]