May 2012

I am a very lucky man to have such a deep, BloodBrother connection with so many wonderful hunting families across the nation. Not a day goes by that I don’t hear from numerous families with glowing letters and Emails celebrating

Freedom isn’t free. Never has been, never will be. Very special warriors have provided freedom at supreme sacrifice since time immemorial. Good people will never forget, and we celebrate Memorial Day with a hard charging spirit in appreciation for hard

The giant American bison was 75 yards across the slope of the stunning South Dakota hillside. My Lakota guide had directed me to make the final stalk on my own, and the Great Spirit of the Buffalo enveloped my pulsating

Once we got the foodplots in, we took down more than 40 treestands and goundblinds all across our sacred hunting grounds. Springtime isn’t just about house cleaning, turkey and bear hunting and planting crops, and in my case, greasing up

Thursday morning, nothing. Another long, tedious Thursday afternoon, and more nothing. A rather prolonged Friday morning set, nothing. And so it went for seventeen mornings and seventeen afternoons, in game rich wildlife grounds, with the right wind, a great time

I spent a great day in Fort Collins Colorado with Colorado and Wyoming wildlife professionals, biologists, scientists, game wardens and other dedicated conservationists. As the invited guest speaker at their annual event, they requested I address the critical issue of

“Things get a little crazy, in this day and age. “The concrete jungle warfare, got everybody in a rage. “And I sure like my rock and danger, “I crave my rock-n-roll, “But when I get my limit, “I know just