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Entries for June 2015
Nothing Ventured
By Ed Waite
Sometimes, gaining access is as simple as rolling down the window and asking.
He’d been told the landowners never allowed hunting on their property, and that was all Dave Shanabarger of Canton, Ohio, needed to hear to deep-six his desire to hunt there. Continually taunted, however, by a buck wearing 200 or more inches of antler, he exhumed h... READ MORE
Thanks, Neighbor
By Jason Gray
Growing up on a Saskatchewan farm, I never found the time to go hunting. My dad was not a hunter, for one thing, and any spare time was spent feeding cows or doing other odd jobs. When I was just about out of high school, my close neighbor, Don Klippenstein, who has always been an avid hunter, asked me to go hunting with him and another n... READ MORE
Against All Odds
By Mike Handley
The BTR’s first and only entry from New Mexico! It’s obvious the late singer-songwriter Jim Croce never bowhunted New Mexico’s high plains. If he had, sneaking up on a deer would’ve rated right up there with tugging on Superman’s cape, spittin’ in the wind and pullin’ the mask off that ol’ Lone Ranger... READ MORE
Longest Sunday in the Bowhunting World
By Lisa L. Price
The dead deer might as well have been a Buick. Chris Edwards, only an inch shorter and 25 pounds heavier than NBA great Larry Bird, who used to frequent his family’s bait shop in French Lick, Ind., couldn’t budge it. Even a second set of arms and legs were of no use. “Go get Shirley,” he told his young bowhunting protege, Ja... READ MORE
Woozy Doesn’t Begin to Describe It
By Lisa L. Price
Arkansas man gets first taste of bowhunter’s aftershock Being in the presence of a slammer buck can do strange things to people. You might think your breathing rivals the ocean’s surf, or that your heartbeat echoes like the pounding of an ivory-billed woodpecker. And it’s inconceivable that the deer you’re watching, unless i... READ MORE