Long Live The King

Long Live The King

Nov 28, 2017

     Regal Canvasback Remains at Pinnacle of Fine Dining   The end was in sight. With only a handful of days remaining, the 2017 Iowa duck season was winding down. To make matters even worse, the southbound migration through northern Iowa had long since passed. Stale, refuge-oriented mallards and a few stragglers of other species was all that was left....

Rite of Passage

Rite of Passage

Nov 17, 2017

  It’s true that most people – myself included — tend to forget things over time. But something that no one ever forgets is the day they bag their very first pheasant. For me, the milestone event occurred at the tail end of the 1959 Iowa hunting season. Anticipation had been building for days. After learning that I could tag along with my Dad and...

Stone Dead Deer Hunt

By four in the morning, the wind had completed its shift to the southeast. With fair skies and mild temperatures, it seemed like a perfect day to take up the bow and try for a buck. Although I had two tree stands that would have been fine for that breeze, I decided to hunt from a pop up ground blind instead. For me, the hunt is always twice as exciting when...

The Day I Invented the Buffered Shotshell

The Day I Invented the Buffered Shotshell

Oct 29, 2017

  By now, I think everyone has heard how Al Gore claims to have invented the internet. It’s a well-known story. But the inconvenient truth of the matter is that the former Vice President never actually made the claim. Instead, the oft repeated, urban legend sprang from a misrepresentation of comments made by Gore during a ‘99 campaign interview with...

Recollections of a Young Hunter’s First Buck

Recollections of a Young Hunter’s First Buck

Oct 27, 2017

  For Iowa deer hunting enthusiasts, November is the grandest month of the year. Nothing else can stand in its shadow. The annual rut is slamming into overdrive and mature, heavy antlered bucks are on the prowl. Restless, edgy, and itching for a fight; nocturnal stags have suddenly changed their ways. Brazen and bristling with attitude, broad beamed giants...

True Giants

True Giants

Oct 16, 2017

    The morning wasn’t shaping up the way I had planned. With barely an hour to go until daybreak, the rain drops were rolling off my roof. Under the driveway yard light, the goose trailer was hooked to the truck and ready to go. But those decoys wouldn’t be heading anywhere today. The semi-remote corn field I planned to hunt would already be a...