Emotions of the First Deer “The buck brought me to my knees and then to rub salt in the wound, gifted me a memento to remember the moment.” There I was… I made a commitment to myself that the first game animal I hunted would be done so alone. It’s indisputable that learning happens a …
There I Was… It wasn’t my first pheasant hunt. In fact, I had gone several times before. It was different from big game hunting. Fanning out, walking alone, getting slapped in the face by icy willows. It seemed like every time I went out to hunt this bird, I came home more and more frustrated. …
Tales from Summit to Sage: Havely Holt’s Phamily Pheasants Read More »
Wild brown, rainbow, brook, and native Yellowstone cutthroat trout live in the wildest places. These are places where the grizzly bear rules supreme and the deer, elk, buffalo, moose, and the antelope play, while eagles soar in the skies above. Imagine yourself fishing these free-flowing rivers and streams with few other anglers, great insect hatches, …
These Aren’t “Trout Parks,” This is Wyoming Fishing Read More »
