So many things to talk about and so little time! For those who think we are in the off season with not a lot to do, I am quickly learning that there is no off season. We have had a lot of great things happening at Wired Outdoors. First, I wanted to take a minute and thank the Parker Polar Bear Club of Parker, Pennsylvania for raising over $1700 for our “Hunt Of A Lifetime” kids! The Polar Bear jump into the chilly waters of the Allegheny River was a tremendous success and there were many Wired Outdoors fans in attendance. Due to the short notice this year, I wasn’t able to make it, but I promise you, I will be there next year. Thanks again to the Polar Bear Club and all the Wired Outdoors fans who joined us on this special day for a great cause.

Wired Outdoors Crew at the Parker Polar Bear Jump

This time of year when we aren’t jumping in freezing cold water we are looking for other adventures.  One thing I have always wanted to do is chase free ranging wild hogs and I recently had the opportunity to chase some pigs in North Central Florida with Florida Cracker Outfitters.  I was definitely under the perception that hunting hogs was a slam dunk and they are a dumb animal.  I couldn’t have been more off base.  Not only are they very fast and never stop moving, they have a nose every bit as good as a whitetail and if they smell you, it is all over.  We only had a two day hunt planned and were able to close the deal on two pigs, but I was the odd man out and didn’t get it done.  However, I will be heading back to Florida on March 2 to not only get a pig with my bow, I also plan to wrastle one.  You are probably saying, “What are you talking about, wrastling a hog?”  You will just have to stay tuned for more details, but I will guarantee it will be very entertaining.

Myself, Mike Switzer and Mike Bell with Mike Switzer’s first hog

Myself and Mike Bell with Mike’s first hog

Last but not least we are very excited and can’t wait to meet many of Wired Outdoors fans at this year’s Eastern Sports and Outdoor Show in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. We are a corporate sponsor of the show and look forward to this event every year.  It is a great way for us to meet and talk to many of our fans.  If you have never been to the Eastern Sports and Outdoor Show or maybe you haven’t visited in few years, if you love the outdoors, you owe it to yourself to visit the show.  It is the largest show of its kind in the world!  If you can’t make it to the show, we will be streaming live video all week long with people like, Michael Waddell, Lee & Tiffany, Stan Potts, The Bennoits, and more.  Visit our website at www.WiredOutdoors.com for more information and schedule of all the interviews.

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I would also like to announce that our DVD – Wired Outdoors Season 1 – “In The Beginning”, will be available at the Eastern Sports and Outdoor Show and online by February 6 by visiting www. WiredOutdoors.com.

This year was a very hard hunting year for me in PA.  Archery season produced only one shooter buck out of range.  I did have an opportunity at a doe but had a clean miss.  She too was just out of range and I misjudged the shot distance.  Only several other deer were spotted during the many hours in the field of archery here in Pennsylvania. I found hunting public grounds pretty tough. There was very little feed due to the gypsy moths and that pushed the deer into other areas. So all I could hope for was better luck during the Pennsylvania rifle season.

Winter is such a magical time of the year as we watch the woods transform into a silent escape.  Food sources being covered whitetails seem to minimize movement.  Then there is the invasion of orange disrupting the stillness with echoes of gun fire.

 I put in a great deal of time but couldn’t get a shooter buck within my sites during archery or rifle seasons here in Pennsylvania.  Unable to put that buck on the ground I longed for venison to fill my freezer.  I decided that I would take a mature doe as soon as the opportunity would present itself. That opportunity happened the first Wednesday of rifle season.  The morning only produced about 2 shots in the far off distance on the Game Lands we were hunting. Then around 10:00AM around 100+ yards I could see 5 deer moving through the timber up the hill from me.  About 5 minutes later the turned and headed down the hill at an angle right to me. The first one leading was a big mature doe.  I let the rifle bark and she dropped within 30 yards from where I was standing.

The first Saturday of rifle I headed back out hoping to possibly connect with a buck.  The snow started about an hour after we were in the woods. And it snowed and snowed and at one time looked like  a blizzard.  There was no way to keep the camera dry so we packed it away. Within 2 hours we had several inches of snow on the ground. Everything was covered. There was no movement and no shots.  It sure didn’t seem like the first Saturday of rifle season in Pennsylvania. We saw only one other hunter and by 8 AM he got up and left. The snow wasn’t letting up and I knew without hunters moving, the deer weren’t going to be moving much either.

Since Don didn’t have a rifle he decided to sit looking one way and I would keep an eye on the other. It was so hard to see and it was totally silent. If you weren’t seeing the deer you sure weren’t going to hear them! Shortly after 9 AM Don sees 2 deer sneaking up behind us. I quickly scope them, no horns. I quickly decided to fill my second doe tag. 30.06 cracked and down went my second mature doe. 

I have hunted for many years and in all the years I have hunted I have NEVER shot 2 deer in one year. I never felt the need. I usually was blessed to shoot a buck in archery or rifle and then I was done. It was enough meat to last the year. So this was a first. Jimmy hadn’t been having luck at that point hunting either so I told him if I could shoot another doe I would so he could get his deer bologna he likes made.  And I don’t know if any of you have seen the size of my kid lately?  Well he is 13 and 6 foot tall.  So we can use more than one deer a year now. 

The rest of the season I hunted for a buck but mother nature didn’t cooperate much either. Ice, Snow, rain, high winds we had it all.  I still went out with the hopes the Lord would bless me with a shooter buck. But it just didn’t happen. 

I was tickled to finally put a deer on the ground this year. Well, two actually.  It will definitely be a Pennsylvania hunting season to remember. Spending time afield is a blessing! The harvest, that’s the bonus!

Listening to my loved ones and friends recreate their hunting adventures and sharing my hunts with them brings smiles to everyone’s face. Creating memories that will last a lifetime and reinforces our heritage in the minds of those who cherish every trip afield. 

 Here are some pictures from family and friends who were successful this year during the PA whitetail season.

Dad with his archery doe.

Don with his archery doe.

Brandon with his archery doe.

Don with his rifle buck.

Jimmy’s friend Cody with his first buck.

Friend Tom’s nice rifle buck.

Brandon’s friend Scott with his flintlock doe.

Jimmy with his first ever muzzleloader kill.

Scene from last year’s jump!

In Wired Outdoors fashion, when we get involved in something we are all in!  So we will be filming this event and we will be taking the plunge with many of our Wired Outdoors fans!  So all you Wired Outdoors fans, band together and we are asking you to join us and have a great time for a great cause as we take the plunge into the Allegheny River in Parker, Pennsylvania.

• Event: 4th Annual Parker Polar Bear Plunge – “Freezin’ For A Reason!”
• When: January 1, 2010
  Registration 11:00am-1:30pm
  Safety meeting, at 1:45pm
  Plunge at 2:00pm
• Where: Parker City Boat Launch (311 North River Avenue, Parker, PA 16049)
• Who: Parker Polar Bear Club
• Why: Benefits Hunt of A Lifetime and Parker Parks and Recreation
• Cost: $10 registration fee (free t-shirt to all participants)

Additional Information:

• $50 prize for “Most Unique Plunging Attire”
• Chinese auction for items donated by local business.
• 50/50 raffle.

While the cost is only $10 a person, we are encouraging folks to go out there and get sponsors and help us raise as much as possible for our kids who we will be sending on their “Hunt of A Lifetime”.  Questions or comments should be directed to Tony Davenport at 724.659.5114 and we look forward to seeing you all very soon!

• Medalist Stalker Fleece Pants and Coat
• Medalist  Base Layers
• Medalist Packable Rain Coat and Pants
• Medalist Gloves and Facemask
• Medalist socks
• Hunter Safety Systems Pro-Series Vest
• Hunter Safety Systems Bow Holster
• LaCrosse Alph Burly Rubber Boots
• PSE Nova Bow 50 #
• Rage 100 grain 3 Blade Broadheads
• 5575 Gold Tip Arrows
• True Fire Release
• Bushnell Range Finder with Arc
• Nikon Binoculars
• XHA-1 HD Video Camera
• Muddy Tree Arm

Last year at the Eastern Sports and Outdoor show I noticed an Outfitter Booth that had a whitetail hunter’s dream.  Big bucks displayed all over their wall.  Although I talked to other Whitetail Outfitters, there was something that kept drawing me back to this booth.  Finally I went up and spoke with the Outfitter, Carter’s Hunting Lodge in Pike County, Illinois.  The gentlemen I spoke with were Randy Hall and Nathan Carter. After working out some minor details we had a hunt planned for me in November, 2009 in Pike County during the rut.  Excited isn’t even the word.  Although I think everyone dreams of hunting the big mid-west bucks at some point in their hunting career.  I realized my dream was going to happen.

Carter’s Lodge above.

Some of the impressive bucks hanging on the Lodge wall. These big bucks are enough to make even a seasoned hunter “Drool”!

It seemed like time flew and before you knew it, November was here and it was time to hit the woods with Carter Hunting Lodge. On the way out, Randy sent me a text message showing me the buck one of their hunters from Georgia shot the night before. A 10 point 166 inch. I was “wired!”

166 inch 10 pointer shot the night before I left for Carter’s.

Don and I drove the 12 hour + trip to Milton, Illinois. (Right outside of Pittsfield, Illinois)   We were greeted by Nathan at the Lodge and after I took a few practice shots with my bow, we met with Randy for a tour of some of the property.  When I say some, I mean only a small portion.  Carter’s has over 8,000 acres of prime Pike County hunting land. Corn, food plots, deer, and more deer, and did I mention they have deer?  Well our first tour proved that the rut was on. We were able to witness and film a small 140 class buck tending a doe at dusk in a field. Proof the rut was on!!!!  This made me even more “wired” to get in a stand the next day.  During our ride Randy explained how things worked at Carter’s, the food plots, antler requirements of a 140 inch rack or better, tree stands, they have over 250 double stands hung all over the property.

Above talking with Nathan at Carter’s Hunting Lodge.

Taking some practice shots.

Above, Randy is showing me trail cam pictures of their big bucks at the office, Carter Network Realty.

Above, our Guide for the week, Eddie Anderson

Our first evening out to hunt we weren’t in the stand more than 45 minutes when we saw out first buck across the hillside, with his nose to the ground, grunting.  We also saw a small buck and a doe and fawn.  I just knew this was a sign of good things to come.

Big Cedar tree rub…don’t think a little spike did this!!!

Don 24+ feet up hooking up camera equipment.

The next morning, Eddie Anderson, our Guide, took us to another location he said had no pressure and hadn’t been hunted. As we pulled into the field to the path leading into our stand, off ran about 20 deer.  Does and bucks around 120+ inches.  “Small bucks” as we would refer to them out at Carter’s for the week.  Back home they would have been “shooters”!  As we were gathering our equipment form Eddie’s truck we heard crashing down in the woods behind us and a buck grunting loudly.  We all just smiled!  As Eddie lead us down the path to our tree perch for the day, the woods reeked of buck urine. It smelled like you walked into a “Tinks” factory.  There were scrapes about every 50-75 yards along the path.  The whole walk in we still heard grunts and deer running all around us.  Eddie smiled and told Don, “You better have that camera ready at first light!”  As we were climbing into our stand, hauling up cameras, equipment, my bow, there were literally deer walking all around us. As if we weren’t even there.  I was so “wired” for daylight to hit so we could see the sights. I was like a kid at Christmas!!!  I thought daylight would NEVER arrive. I kept whispering to Don, “Camera light yet?” I wanted to know as soon as he had camera light so if a buck arrived I had the go!  As the sun rose over the tree tops, deer started to filter into the hollow.  We had a small pond in front of us and could hear wood ducks hit the pond.  Soon we saw some doe and fawns head into the pond for a drink. Then our first buck a small buck.  We heard and saw a piece of farm equipment in the field above us cutting corn.  Everything was late this year getting cut due to the high amount of rain they received out in Illinois.  Nathan, Randy, Eddie, Dale kept telling us, “The deer are in the corn!”  Well, we saw proof of this.  As the corn was being cut, we looked up the hill and a string of deer started out of the corn down the hollow.  One right after another came, does, small bucks.  It was something!  It was only 11 AM and we had seen more deer than I could have imagined.  Around Noon we saw a movement at the other side of the pond and sure enough it had a high rack.  But I was unable to tell how big he was.  He slowly moved around the pond and to my right side with another small rack buck.  (small meaning about 110+)  As he stepped out I knew he wasn’t a “Carter Shooter” but he was a buck with potential.  At home…he would have been drawn on. But I let him walk.  Don and I were just excited to see a nice buck.  The day was busy.  At one time, Don said, “Teresa, small buck to your right!”  I answered, “I know, but I have doe right under me to the left!”  There was just action and deer moving ALL DAY LONG!!!!  It made the day go by so fast.  Finally I hear movement behind us.  Don was filming deer at the pond and as I look I see a buck with a “Noticeable” rack on the bank behind us at about 300 yards.  He was following a doe. I tell him there is a buck.  Possible shooter!  So the bleating grunts and rattling started.  After about 10 minutes we see the buck coming back down the hill to a deep ravine behind us.  He crests the hill 20 yards and offers a broadside shot.  At this time…Don and I are whispering back and forth whether or not he was a 140 inch rack.  He was high, heavy, a 10 point…but did he have it all?  The only thing that left me unsure was he had shorter brow tines.  But I was ready to draw and Don said, “No, I think he’s close but not sure.  May not be there. Let him go!”   So I watched as this beautiful 10 point, walked out of range…VERY SLOWLY may I add.  But I was so Wired Up with the fact I got to see a buck like this at 20 yards.  My hopes were high for another.

Above, the 10 pointer I passed up.

As we got back to camp, one of the guys, Victor, had already gotten his deer first day in camp. 141 inch buck.  Victor has gotten a buck at Carter’s 6 out of 8 years hunting there.

Don was explaining to the guys about the buck we passed on.  Teasing he would pay them to tell me it wasn’t a 140 inch buck even if it was. He was hoping he didn’t make a mistake by telling me not to shoot.  The guys all gathered around and watched the footage.  They said he was REAL close, but not sure if he quite made a 140.  Could be, but not sure. Plus he was a young deer.  All I know…if this guy makes it until next year…he is going to be a beast! Needless to say they all agreed we did the right thing.  Randy kept trying to stress to us, “If you have to THINK about it and try to add the buck’s rack up in your head…..he’s too close for comfort…let him walk!! When you see a big boy…you will just know…there won’t be ANY thinking or judging!”  At this point, it wasn’t as if we didn’t believe Randy…but not having bucks of this caliber around our home hunting grounds, it WAS hard to believe.  But I was still Wired up for the next day to arrive.
Next day, being so much activity went on there, we decided to hunt the same stand.  Saw the same 10 point again.  At this point he kept looking bigger.  But he wasn’t in shooting distance.  Another small 120 buck and numerous does and small bucks.  The wind was around 25mph that day. The afternoon lead us to another stand up over the hill that was at a point of numerous cornfields. You could see forever from this stand.  Eddie told us this was a good afternoon stand and that this is where they had been seeing all the big bucks at. Meaning 180, 195+.  The wind didn’t seem to bother the deer here like it does back home. We saw several does and some more small bucks.

Morning lead us to another stand overlooking a cut cornfield with green grass bordering. This is the stand where we realized what Randy had been telling us.  Around 8:30 AM we saw a doe across the field ready to jump a fence. Don said, “Get ready!” Sure enough all you could see were antlers and then the BIG BOY jumped the fence.  This was the biggest bodied deer I had ever seen in my life. Mass the whole way out his antlers. A big heavy 12 point, dogging a doe, grunting across the field.  He followed her and got within 60 yards, but there was no leaving her.  We heard his growls…YES; I said Growls and Roars behind us.  I had never heard anything like this in my life.  COOL!  The day passed with some small bucks, does and fawns.  The next day more of the same.

Everyone in camp was talking about the big bucks they were seeing. Everyday we saw deer, bucks, and “Carter Shooter” bucks.  But until this point nothing within range.  As everyone back in camp agreed around the dinner table, you just can’t wait to get back out the next day and see what is around the tree!  Why? Because you know you are going to see something and it just may be that shooter.

Everyone at camp, at home, my friends on facebook, kept telling me that “Thursday” was BBD day.  Back to our stand in the hollow, or holler as they say out there.  Does and small bucks near the pond in the morning.  Late morning behind us, Don sees a MONSTER, at least a 190 inch buck chasing a doe behind us.  I knew this buck had to be big. I have NEVER seen Don this excited and frantic about a buck.  This one he was over the top.  He grabbed the grunt call, horns, bleat and through the kitchen sink at it.  But to no avail.  Around 3 PM I look up on the hill and about 400 yards I see a buck rubbing his horns on a tree. Don caught him with the camera.  After a few grunt roars, we turned his head and headed down the path toward the ravine.  Don was keeping an eye there to see if he would come our way, when out to my right came 2 doe busting down out of the field! I was sure a buck was chasing them. The stopped to my right at a scrape.  I could tell the one doe was in and was keeping an eye on what might be following behind.  When something caught my eye to the left coming around the pond. I could tell it was a bigger bodied deer but didn’t want to move too much to spook the doe 10 yards in front of me standing in the scrape.  Just then, the doe walked over to my left also about 20 yards behind me.  Did you ever just get a feeling like “this isn’t good!”  Why? I didn’t’ know. I mean usually you would want doe by your stand. Especially in the rut, especially if they are in heat!  But something just didn’t feel right.  Just then I looked up the path coming to my stand and I saw HIM!  Yes, as soon as my eyes lay upon this buck I KNEW HE WAS A “Carter Shooter”!!!  He was wide past his ears and HIGH!  I started praying!  I can honestly say this is the FIRST buck I ever saw in the woods that made my knees shake!!!  He was smelling our drag line headed right down the path to us.  If he continued I knew I would have a ten yard broadside shot!   Then it happened.  The doe moved. Too soon. Meaning he didn’t make it down the path far enough to get a closer shot.  He saw them and started his show. Lifting each leg high with each step and stomping it down all the while never taking his eyes off the does.

As he went behind a brush area I drew.  He was 30 yards. The doe started to move down the ravine and he angled away. Hard quartering away.  I fired off the shot.  WHIFF!!!  To his left.  WHAT????  This cannot be.  He took one leap and stood there.

One doe never moved the other, as if nothing had happened, slowly walked down the hill.  I knocked another arrow, frantically I may add.  Hoping the hot doe would bring him back up past the stand.  It started to look that way. But she decided to go down and across the other side. He followed.

Putting on a show. Even turning and looking up the hill as if to laugh.

I was SICK!

Don’t I look sick? I just missed the biggest buck of my life!

I could NOT believe the biggest buck of my life just slipped through my fingers. After a few minutes. I realized. That’s hunting.  I was excited and thrilled that I even got an opportunity at a trophy buck of that caliber. What happened, I don’t know. Don and I did notice the next morning in the stand there were a few briar twigs high enough where he was standing that the arrow may have hit and deflected.  OR it could have been I looked at the shot and didn’t hold through.  The heat of the moment I honestly don’t know.  At least it was a clean miss.  When Eddie came to pick us up that evening,I was so excited in telling him about the buck I missed He just laughed. Saying that you would have thought I had gotten it as excited as we were.  Well in reviewing pictures, the buck had kickers and stickers and Randy is guessing in the 160’s.  Just wasn’t meant to be.
Friday was like the other days, plenty of deer to be seen, “Carter shooter” bucks, even the one I missed the day before.  Just none of them within range.

Relaxing at the Lodge after a long day, laughing and telling stories with Randy Hall and Eddie Anderson.

Saturday we spent time with Randy and Eddie before leaving. Finishing up filming, visiting the Archery Shop and Jeff Foiles shop and display room.

Above, Eddie, Randy and I talking at the “Archery Shop” in Pike County.

Above, Jeff Foiles store and showroom.

Above, Eddie goofing around.

Dale Carter and I at the only eatery in Milton, Dink’s Diner.

Don and I

Our first time spent at Carter’s Hunting Lodge will remain with us forever.  Don and I saw over 50 bucks through the week. Numerous BIG BUCKS (meaning over 140 inches), does and fawns everywhere.  This is a whitetail hunter’s paradise.  I know this is a place I plan on coming back next year. If you want to hunt TROPHY whitetail. Come to Carter’s!  Plenty of opportunity to see and harvest a TROPHY whitetail. The Lodge is laid back and comfortable, good food, good people, good friends, land, and more land.  And oh yeah they have deer!!  Their management of the whitetail on their property allows these bucks to get to their full potential.  Which allows us the possibility of harvesting a trophy whitetail!

I would also like to tell everyone a very special story that happened to us a few days ago at the Clarion County Youth Field Day banquet.  Each year, Randy Culberson of Sportsman Outfitters and one of the organizers of the Clarion County Youth Field Day invites us to the annual event.  Initially I was not going to be able to attend the event due to a scheduled hunt that we were filming.  A phone call from the guide earlier in the week said he wanted to hold off that the birds just weren’t here yet.  So a phone call later and I was off to Clarion County for the banquet.

Our buddy Sawyer – He is WIRED!

Some More Wired Fans!

At the banquet each year, Kyle Schwabenbauer, Co-Host Wired Outdoors, presents the highlight Youth Field Day video to all the guests.  This year, Randy asked if we could also show our Hunt of A Lifetime videos that we did the past year.  Once Kyle was done showing the highlight video I would be showing the Arianna video and Michael Ciarlone clip. (You can see both those videos at the bottom of this story)  Before showing the videos Randy informed me that since we weren’t quite ready to begin our fund raising for this year’s Hunt of A Lifetime kids, he had come up with an idea just hours before.  He purchased a small Christmas tree about three feet high and hung lottery tickets and a couple of gift certificates on the tree for decorations. He informed me that he was going to sell raffle tickets for the tree and donate all the money for our “Hunt Of A Lifetime” kids.  I was very thankful and expressed my gratitude because any money we can raise is always appreciated it, but really didn’t know what to expect.

Amy Shoup from Strattanville, PA won the Hunt of a Lifetime raffle. It was a live Christmas tree filled with lottery tickets, $100 gift cert, $50 savings bond and a Traditions muzzleloader. Congrats Amy!!

After showing the Arianna video and the Michael Ciarlone clips there were a lot of folks who I could tell were really touched by our work.  Shortly after the presentation, I had to get on the road as I had a 4 hour car ride and had to be at the airport the following morning to fly out to Illinois.  About an hour down the road, I get a text from Kyle saying, “An anonymous donor just said they would match any money raised for the Hunt of A Lifetime kids.” About another hour down the road I get a call from Kyle saying, “How much money do you think they just raised for our kids?”, I replied, “I have no idea, maybe $500?”  Kyle said, “Try $3600.00!”  I was floored.  There are not many times in my life where I don’t have something to say, I was truly speechless.  In a year, when the economy is so bad to have folks open their hearts and wallets like that was truly humbling.

Clarion County Sportsmen for Youth raised over $3600 for Hunt of a Lifetime in less than two hours at their banquet. CCSFY President, Eric Black, presents Kyle with the money!! Thanks guys for everything!!!

I have so many things to be thankful for this Thanksgiving and they just keep rolling in.  I would like to thank all the folks from the banquet who purchased tickets, to the anonymous donor, Randy Culberson and all the CCSFY committee members and the list goes on. Thank you again, I can’t say it enough and I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving!!!

For those who haven’t seen the Arianna video and Michael Ciarlone clip, you can click on the videos below.  They both will make you truly thankful for all you have.

This archery season has been a big change for me in many ways.  My 5 year old is now in school and getting him on and off the bus was going to cut my hunting time in half.   I wouldn’t change it for the world, and thoroughly enjoy seeing him off and picking him up from the bus, but it was a change that took some getting used to.  Also through the first 3 weeks of season, I had yet to hunt with my cousin Jason.  In the past, we would usually get together for at least a couple of hunts a week, but with our busy schedules, last week was the first opportunity we would get to hunt together.  Obviously, I was excited to get 4 hunts in a row, hunting 3 of them with my cousin.

My first 3 hunts were uneventful.  No deer were seen by either Jason or me, but after our morning hunt on Wednesday, we found an extremely promising spot for our evening hunt.  In the morning, Jason was hunting a block of woods which led him along the back side of a cornfield.  I was hunting across the road and received a text at the end of the morning hunt to meet him at the cornfield.  I met up with Jason after the morning hunt and quickly realized he was extremely excited about his morning.  Jason had to walk along the edge of a cornfield to get to his stand, and said he jumped several deer going back in.  His exact words were “deer were everywhere”.  After talking a little about the morning, we went along the backside of the cornfield and found more deer sign than I had seen all year including several rubs and scrapes along the tree line.  We cleared a couple of lanes and hung our climbers back in the woods in sight of each corner of the cornfield.  I know after leaving we were both extremely confident, and excited for our evening hunt.

Last Wednesday (Oct 21st) was extremely warm and sunny, which from my experience isn’t good for deer movement.  We were excited about the spot we were hunting, but weren’t overly thrilled about the weather.  Our hopes were still high as we entered our climbing tree stands that afternoon.  We were settled by 3:30 and I had begun seeing deer roughly ½ hour into the hunt.  From about four o’clock on, I was either watching or listening to deer in the cornfield in front of me.  Even though, to this point I had seen no bucks, I was enjoying all the action.  At about 5:30 I was watching a button buck and a doe in front of me feeding, when I heard a loud “crash” behind me.  I turned in time to see a nice eight point scatter a bunch of deer.  As soon as I saw the buck, my focus was entirely on him, so I can’t honestly tell you what the other deer did, but he was standing alone behind me at 40 yards.  I quickly confirmed that the doe and button buck were still on the other side of me.  I was right in between a nice buck that had been chasing deer and a doe on the exact opposite side of me 15 yards away.  I remember thinking as the buck saw the doe “this is too good to be true”.  The buck then began a stiff legged walk toward the doe, but also toward a shooting lane I had cleared out earlier that day.  As he hit my shooting lane 18 yards away, I drew and gave a bleat with my mouth.  He stopped broadside, and as he did, I settled the pin behind his shoulder.  At the shot, the Lumenok showed the shot was true and that this should be a fairly easy recovery.

This buck seemed to have read the script on how this evening should go for me up to this point.  At the hit, the buck took 2 jumps and walked to the corner of the cornfield.  He stood for a few seconds, then laid down and rolled his side immediately.  When he went to his side on the ground and was still, I felt the hunt was over.  I needed to sit down (post shot shakes), and hung my bow on my bow hanger.  As I hung the bow on the hook, a deer behind me snorted.  I turned to look at the snorting deer and caught movement out of the corner of my eye.  My buck was back on his feet limping across the road back into the woods.  All of this transpired in less than a minute, but my elation at a nice buck on the ground less than 30 yards from me, turned into confusion and worry.  I figured I would give the buck until quitting time, to let Jason finish out his hunt and give the buck time to expire.  As light faded, I decided to get down and take the grass road to Jason’s stand which was less than 75 yards away from me.  After discussing options, we decided to quietly recover the arrow and go to the corner of the cornfield where the buck first laid down.  I retrieved my arrow and found bright red blood from tip to nock.  As we approached the area where the buck laid down we found 2 large pools of blood with a nice blood trail going back towards the woods.  We marked the trail and decided to go back and get lights and give him some more time.

Heavy blood trail

After about 1 hr, we picked up my uncle for help and the 3 of us went back to try to recover my buck.  We went to the mark we placed on the trail, and immediately realized this wasn’t going to be a hard tracking job.  The blood on the trail was dense and easy to follow but he went much further than I figured he would.  After about 100 yards from where he first went down, we found him lying against a fallen log expired.  The recovery was pretty straight forward, but I am amazed at the will this animal had to keep going.

Photo after recovery

Archery season this year has again provided with yet another great memory of the PA outdoors.  It is definitely my favorite time to be in the woods, spending time with friends and family.

Jason & I very happy after a great night on stand

Uncle and cousin after recovery (thanks for the help guys)

Nathan (son), Ron (father), and myself

Matthew Ciarlone’s photo who passed away from Leukemia this year during our Hunt of A Lifetime fundraiser. Michael didn’t go anywhere without that photo.

Arianna’s dream was a South Dakota Merriam Turkey hunt and I am happy to report that we were successful in making her dream come true and that hunt will appear this month on our tv show Wired Outdoors.  While Arianna’s hunt ended with lots of smiles and great memories, unfortunately, Matthew Ciarlone, suffering from Leukemia, lost his battle before he had a chance to live his dream of a Midwest Elk hunt.  Obviously in circumstances like this, the Hunt Of A Lifetime organization has no choice but to move on to the next child waiting to go on their hunt.  So the money that we raised was put to good use and a little boy, Alex, was sent on his dream whitetail hunt in Alberta.

Typical Terrain on our hunt

Like all the kids we raise money for, I find myself getting  emotionally attached to the children as well as their families.  When I received the call from Matthew’s father, Michael, that he had passed away, my heart was broken.  Being a father myself, I can’t imagine what Matthew’s family was going through.  For me, it was impossible to just move on and I knew that I had to do something, and I knew immediately what I wanted to do.

Myself and Michael

Like I mentioned before, Matthew’s dream was a midwest elk hunt so I knew that I wanted to offer Matthew’s father the opportunity to live out Matthew’s dream and harvest an elk in remembrance of Matthew.  I wasn’t going to be able to pull this off without some help.  So after a visit with one of the most well established elk hunting operations in the world, United States Outfitters, they didn’t hesitate and said, “Lets make this happen!”.

Michael Ciarlone in New Mexico

Now was the hard part, as I knew it was going to be very difficult for Matthew’s father to go on this hunt.  I put the call into Michael and asked him if he would like to go hunt and film with the goal of having a tv show that was dedicated to the memory of his son.  I could immediately hear the hesitation in Michael’s voice.  I told Michael “that it was entirely up to him and only he could decide if he wanted to do this, so think about it and give me a call in couple of weeks.”  About two days passed and Michael called me and said, “Matthew would kick my butt if I didn’t do this, so yes, I would like to go on the elk hunt.”

Typical New Mexico Sunrise

So plans were made and this trip would be muzzleloader hunt on October 9-14th in New Mexico at the Floyd Lee Ranch with United States Outfitters.  After arriving in New Mexico we would be staying at a very high elevation and hunting elk in some very rough terrain.  Michael being 62 and not used to hunting in these conditions was an absolute trooper.  Even though we knew he was really hurting, he got up every day and hunted hard walking and sometimes running after elk.  There was something deep within driving him on this hunt.  After hunting hard and having one miss, we found ourselves staring at the last few hours of the hunt.

Cameraman Fran and Michael Preparing for the evening hunt

That morning before the last hunt, Michael opened up to all the guests at camp and told them his story and all about his son Matthew.  There wasn’t a dry eye in the camp and some of the guests even had to get up and leave.  Michael explained to everyone how Matthew was his youngest son and his best friend.  They did everything together and especially loved being in the outdoors.  After hearing Michael open up and just how important this was, I found myself outside staring up at the clear blue sky in New Mexico, saying, “Dear lord, please make this happen for Michael.”

Our United States Outfitters Guide – Brian Dam

The last morning hunt we found ourselves walking in the woods and calling, but we didn’t hear a bugle all morning long.  Things were looking more and more bleak.  We were left with less that two hours to hunt when I spotted movement to our right about 150 yards in front of us.  The first elk was a cow, but there was not doubt that the second one was a bull.  Our guide Brian got Michael in place and confirmed that he was a shooter.   Michael took careful aim and let the Thompson Center bark!  We could tell the elk was hit, but couldn’t see where.  So our guide, Brian took off like an Olympic sprinter after this elk.  We could see the elk walking through the timber and Michael got in place for another shot.  The shot was about 70 yards and it didn’t look like he hit him.  Again, we were off after this elk and came upon him about 150 yards later laying down and unable to get up.  Michael got in place for a finishing shot at about 40 yards, which ended up being a clean miss. We moved Michael to about 25 yards for his fourth and final shot.

Our sleeping facilities for the week

The elk was finally down and I can’t really describe the feeling that came over myself, our guide Brian, the cameraman Fran and Michael.  Again, there wasn’t a dry eye in the woods as Michael did his tv interview over the elk with the photo of his son Matthew in hand and said very simply, “This is for you Matthew!  I love you.”  Michael accomplished what he came to do even when there was nothing left in the tank.  He was emotionally and physically exhausted and had nothing left to give.  I am so proud of you Michael, you were truly an inspiration.

Michael, myself and Fran Rodenbaugh with Michael and Matthew’s Elk

You may be asking what the title of this article, “Now I Know” means.  Last month I wrote an article, “Someone is Watching Out For Us” which is all about our success this year and how I feel there is someone watching out for the Wired Outdoors Team. After this hunt in New Mexico, “Now I Know” someone is watching out for us. After Michael fired his last shot, a revelation hit me in the face like a ton of bricks.  I said to Michael, “You know, we never shot your gun after arriving at camp.”  It was obvious that Michael’s gun was way off.  I personally know better and felt horrible for forgetting to shoot  Michael’s gun.

Now what one has to wonder is, how was Michael able to hit that elk from 150 yards away, but missed him from 40 yards.  The gun was off that much and it just doesn’t make any sense other than “Someone was watching out for us”.  It was perfectly clear to all those on the hunt, there was certainly some help from above.  That elk was sent our way for a reason and that shot found it’s mark miraculously from 150 yards away.  Sure it isn’t the biggest elk in the world, but that wasn’t what this hunt was all about.  This was Michael and Matthew’s elk and a hunt that I will never forget.  So many times people get wrapped up in the size of animals and that isn’t what we are all about.  I live for the experiences and moments that we make in the outdoors.  This is a memory that I will cherish the rest of my life, and hopefully will help the Ciarlone’s as they deal with the loss of their son Matthew.  I know that Matthew is smiling down on Michael and one VERY PROUD SON!

You can see this episode this year on our tv show Wired Outdoors!  We would also like thank all of those who get involved in our “Hunt of A Lifetime” fundraisers every year. This is an example of why it is so important to get these kids out on there dream hunts.  Be watching next week as we introduce our two kids for this year and how you can help.

Since we got back from our Quebec caribou excursion at Wedge Hills Lodge, things have been pretty hectic with the start of archery season quickly approaching.  But before I officially switch into whitetail mode for the next six weeks, I wanted to take a little time to reflect on our trip up north and show everyone a few of my favorite photos.

The view inside the Havilland DHC-2 Beaver that we took to camp.

The extreme remoteness of Wedge Hills Lodge made just getting to camp an adventure!  Our journey required a 22-hour ride in the truck, a 12-hour train ride, a 2 hour bush plane flight, and even a ride on a ferry across the St. Lawrence River.  I’d have to say that the bush plane was definitely my favorite of the four though.  The views were incredible as we skimmed across the hilltops and huge expanse of lakes and tundra!

Wedge Hills Lodge sits on the banks of the George River. брат трахает брата

Caribou hunting in Quebec depends largely on locating migrating herds, and after our arrival, we wasted no time in getting out on the river to see if we could find some animals.  The George River is a very large and swift river, and our guide Joe was an expert at maneuvering through the treacherous rapids.

Our first couple of days yielded a sighting of a huge black bear, but no caribou.  The weather was fairly warm and the black flies were tenacious!  We spent some time exploring the mountains surrounding the river, knowing that migrating herds could show up any day.

A ThermaCELL and a headnet were the best ways to keep the black flies at bay.

Rob McCoy leans into the stiff wind on the top of the mountain.

On the third morning, we were greeted with very cold temperatures and an eerie fog that had settled into the river valley.  We all hoped that the turn in weather would have the caribou on the move and produce a turn in our luck as well.  If nothing else, we knew the morning’s frost should have killed the majority of black flies, and that alone was enough to lift our spirits.

As we motored up the river, several gray figures were spotted moving on the mountain side and then large antlers flashed through the thick alders on the river bank.  We excitedly beached the canoe and set out to see if we could get a shot at the startled bulls.   We knew the archery gear would have been futile for this situation, so the rifle was the only weapon on this stalk.  After a series of short sprints over the boulder-strewn tundra, a shot presented itself, and I downed the first caribou of the trip.  The Wired Crew was on the board and we were all ecstatic!

After a few photos, Joe showed us the best way to quarter the caribou and prepare the meat for the pack out to the canoe.  And with more herds in the area, we made short work of the butchering and got back to hunting!

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Climbing the adjacent mountain gave us a great vantage point, and we soon located a group of three large bulls slowly feeding toward a creek below.  One was a massive white bull with wide, sweeping antlers and we all agreed that he was the one to go after.

A short time later, we were perched on the crest of the mountain as those same wide antlers slowly bobbed toward us and the rest is history!  Jason sealed the deal on a monster caribou and Rob shot a great bull immediately after him.  The footage is tremendous and you won’t want to miss it when this episode airs in late October!

It was a fantastic feeling to have all shot bulls in the same day, and as we packed the two big bulls off of the mountain, we retold the stories of the hunts and recounted how incredible the day had been.  We reached the canoe completely exhausted, and were really looking forward to the ride back to camp.

Jason takes a load off!

Happiness is a boat-load of antlers!

After such a successful trip to a stunningly beautiful place, I can’t help but feel extremely blessed to have been given the opportunity to be a part of it.  It’s not the boxes full of meat or the antlers we brought home that make me feel that way either.  It’s the countless memories we made and the time I was able to share with a couple of great friends and members of the Wired Team…and that’s what getting ‘Wired’ is all about!  I’d like to send a huge thank you out to all of our fans, friends, and supporters!  Good luck during the upcoming archery season!

As I am riding the train home from our adventure Caribou hunting in Northern Quebec, with Wedge Hills Lodge, I thought I would take some time to reflect on this trip and the entire season so far. The trip with Wedge Hills Lodge in pursuit of caribou was an unbelievable experience, but not only was this trip a winner, my entire season so far has been unbelievably successful, which really makes me believe that there is someone watching out for us!

Some Wired Outdoors Kids came to see us off!

Me, Kyle and Rob McCoy heading out on our 22 hour drive!

When we decided to do the tv show we knew we had one year to produce 13 episodes for our show, Wired Outdoors, that will start on Tuesday, September 29th at 6:30 pm on the Sportsman Channel. Anyone who has produced a hunting show will tell you that trying to produce 13 shows in less than a year is a very tall task. We knew that we had our work cut out for us, but I was confident with the team’s help that we could not only produce the episodes, but create 13 high quality hunting shows. That being said, we would still need a lot of things to go our way.

Kyle Connects on the First Caribou of the trip!

As I was sitting this past week watching a giant caribou in a herd of about 30 cows bear down on us at about 35 yards, I was thinking to myself, there is no doubt that someone above is watching out for us. Out of 31 caribou, we needed only one to come our way for Kyle to get  a crack, and here he comes. While in the end, the shot was just over the caribou’s back, the footage was awesome.

Rob McCoy connects on this awesome caribou!

While that particular hunt did not end with a caribou in the boat, we did take 4 beautiful caribou home with us. I was able to harvest a true giant. I have been extremely spoiled with taking this animal for my first caribou. But like any true hunter knows, the most happiness comes from seeing friends, family and loved ones experience successful hunts. I was able to watch good friends, Kyle Schwabenbauer and Rob McCoy connect on two awesome caribou, and too say I was happy was an understatement.

My first caribou.  I was definitely spoiled with this guy!

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Looking back I reflect on shooting a great whitetail in Wisconsin during the first hour of the hunt, hunting with little Arianna Evans in South Dakota and closing the deal on a beautiful Merriam turkey on the last day, seeing Don Ott connect on his first black bear, spending an unbelievable week with my father in Alberta where we got two cracks at true giant whitetails, and spending a day with our friends from the Eastern Sports and Outdoor Show and shooting 16 long range groundhogs. Very easily any of these hunts could have ended without success, with bad weather or not seeing any animals, but fortunately for us, they have all been successful with great footage.

Heading Home with Some Serious Bone!

From all of us at the Sportsmen Portal and Wired Outdoors, we would like to thank you for following us and making our dreams of bringing you a great show a reality. Without all of you this wouldn’t be possible. I would most importantly like to thank the man upstairs for watching out for me and the entire team. Not only has he kept everyone safe, he has sent some fantastic animals our way.

The first show is quickly approaching and we hope you will all tune in! Like we say here at the Sportsmen Portal, “Get WIRED!” For more information on the show visit WiredOutdoors.com.

 Last year I spoke to a gentlemen over the phone who had a product he was interested in me trying out while goose hunting. This would be Mr. Larry Juhl from Janesville, Wisconsin. Needless to say we had quite a lengthy conversation about geese.  One conversation lead to another and soon he was telling me about a program he initiated in Janesville to control the nuisance goose population called GEESE PLEASE, (Private Lands Enrolled As Shooting Environments).

Geese Please is a program that Larry Juhl himself implemented to maintain local goose populations at established quota levels and to safely pursue the geese that take up residency within the city limits. These geese are not otherwise subject to public hunting pressure.  The program must have Land owner permission, police department authorization for firearm discharge and Parks Department discretion for time, place and duration.  The hunters must adhere to all Federal and State waterfowl regulations.  Larry has taken great pride in this program and it’s success thus far. But not only has he implemented a SAFE and controlled environment for hunter’s to take nuisance geese with the city limits, Larry has devoted much of his time in helping with the nuisance resident geese in many ways. such as a make shift fence that he installs at the local parks to help with waste left behind by the geese. The fence works to keep geese off the grass. This is only one way he has worked to help preserve and contain the quarry that he so passionately pursues.

Larry Juhl, Owner Inventor of the Smart Stick, Goose Tree Decoy System and Just a Bale Blind.

In a conversation I had told Larry that this was such a great story line. Since you read so much in the National newspapers how so many cities in order to control their resident goose  populations are gassing, sniping, and using various means to kill nuisance geese, rather than finding a way, if possible t control them by hunting as Larry has. He then graciously and without hesitation invited me and the Wired Outdoors crew out to hunt with him and his friends.  Of course, I agreed!

We loaded up the Wired Outdoors vehicle and headed into a world of the unknown.  We traveled through the night to miss traffic and meet the demands of our host Mr. Larry Juhl. Of which may I say had a very detailed itinerary that was sent prior to our departure.

The trip would take us from Hollidaysburg, Pennsylvania to Janesville, Wisconsin. A town where kindness spewed from it’s residents.  The crew met up with our host, Larry Juhl at the Baymont Inn. After quick introductions and a few jokes…which we soon learned was a trademark of Larry’s, we were off to tour Janesville. Myself and Don Ott with camera in hand were escorted in Larry’s vehicle while fellow crew members Eddie Wise and Bob Miller followed in tow. We toured the parks where the geese take up residency and where a detailed explanation of how a man that loves nature and an avid waterfowl hunter would become a legend in his own town. Every where we stopped you would hear people say, “Oh you are Larry..so and so hunted with you.” Or they knew him the moment he stepped in and greeted him with a smile.

Larry is the Owner and Inventor of the Smart Stick and Goose Tree Decoy System. He lives for his Faith, family and love of waterfowl hunting.  Assuring that anyone in his company will be given every opportunity to expand his or her knowledge, enjoy a clean joke, and be overwhelmed with a good story. His mere presence will put a smile on your face and to harvest a few geese…well that’s just a bonus!

We visited a few of the parks that held the geese. Janesville is known for it’s Parks, appropriately named “The City of Parks”. Some of the parks we visited to name only a few, Montery Park, Jeffris Park, and Rotary Gardens. It didn’t take long to see why the geese are considered a nuisance. With the water and grass it is a natural attractant for geese and there was sign of them everywhere.

Some of the “sights” at the Parks in Janesville.

While on our trip, Larry gave us a grand tour of some of Wisconsin’s landmark treasures. Black Hawk Monument, Veterans Plaza, Rock River, the Milton House and of course, Horicon Marsh. This was worth the trip in itself to see history of the Black Hawk War, The Milton House history of the underground railroad and the famous waterfowl mecca of Horicon Marsh. Every town we stopped in had something to see and Larry made sure we saw it.

Black Hawk Rock

Milton House 

Don and I looking at various License plates at Texas Roadhouse in Janesville.

Me at the Phabulous Pheasant Farm buying gifts for my neice and nephew.

Now the trip wasn’t all site seeing we went to hunt. Hunt we did! starting with the first evening and every morning. The sites were seen all between the morning and evening hunts.  Which meant we were very busy during the trip. We enjoyed every minute!

The hunts were each filled with birds in the air, some dropped from the bark of our barrels and some just gave a look and kept on going.

Eddie Wise and I taking aim.

The Goose Tree and the morning’s set up.

 Eddie with his and Erik’s banded birds.

But I can safely say we learned something new each time afield, met knew people and made many friends. To name a few, Lee Chiroff and Mick from the Sportsmen Channel, Paul Juhl, Erik Olson, Carl, John,Dave, the guys from Dakota Decoys, (Kyle you will like this..) Jarod who hunted geese with a bow, and many many more!!

Paul Juhl, Mick, Lee Chiroff (Sportsmen Channel), Jarod, and Allen.

Above, Jarod practicing his aim waiting for the geese to come in.

Above, Erik Olson after “wading” at Ron’s.

Carl above with some of our birds from Ron’s.

Paul, Hunter and Don

Then we met Mr. Ron Maass our host in North Central Wisconsin who so graciously welcomed us to hunt in his own waterfowl paradise literally in his backyard! I am talking pit blind, goose food plots, beautiful pond, waterfowlers dream! This man was so nice, and the warmest smile on his face. Even while encountering a personal hardship health wise you would never know. His dog Chloe and Drake were instant friends and even had a joint retrieve on birds we dropped on our hunt.

Above the Goose Tree at work in Ron’s pond.

Don and I awaiting the geese in Ron’s pit blind.

Above, Mr. Ron Maass. What a great guy!

Left to right, Carl, John, Larry, Drake, Don and me.

Larry Juhl, myslef and Ron Maass after our evening hunt.

Below is Chloe, Ron’s yellow lab and now Drake’s new friend.

The wired Crew, (LtoR) Bob Miller,  myself, Don Ott, Drake, Eddie Wise and Chloe.

Another part of the hunt I really enjoyed were meeting some of the adorable youngsters already involved and carrying on our passion for waterfowl hunting. There was little Hunter Juhl, Paul’s son and Larry’s grandson. Now he can call a goose already at 5 years old. Then there was Nolan the size of a peanut who loved the hunting adventure! And we can’t forget Kaylin. The little girl who wasn’t a bit shy. A little pistol who loves to spend time with her dad afield. She wasn’t very happy with her dad though cause she “wanted to hunt with the girl”, meaning me, and we were in opposite blinds that evening. My understanding from Erik is that she scolded him the whole way home about it.

 Above is little Hunter Juhl. Below is Nolan.

 Above is little Kaylin with Eddie.

Now back to hunting. I know all of the Wired Outdoors crew were anxiously waiting to see the Goose Tree in action.  Well, let me tell you this…it works, it works and oh boy does it work!!!  In a nut shell the Goose Tree was again invented by Larry who had told me that the concept came to mind with his previous army helicopter pilot experience. When landing a pilot is focusing on the “X”, which all we waterfowl hunters know that is where the geese land…on the “X”.  So if you have geese simulating they are landing via a decoy, geese will follow.  The idea of this breaks the mold of common decoy set-up. Instead of the geese coming in directly at you, with using the goose tree they are coming in about 30 yards in front of you sideways. Thus the geese are focusing on the tree and “honoring” the already landing geese. The blinds were bale blinds that fit anywhere from 2 to any number of  hunters custom to fit, set up in a triangle safely distanced apart. The family groups of decoys were stratigically placed with a goose tree approximately 30 yards from each blind. When Larry and the guys were working the geese, they banked at the Goose Trees, thus giving the hunters a shot. Here is another quick example…shooting hours are over. Tearing down decoys. The only thing left standing was the goose tree. Don was out in the middle of the field with Nolan and Allen taking the tree down. A flock of 5 geese came in. Drake, Hunter, Paul and I were near the blind. Paul started calling and the geese came in and tried to light behind the goose tree. Lifted and banked around near the tree 3 times before finally leaving the field. These things work!  Drake was shaking drastically while he sat ever so steady, (thank you Pat Nolan!), and Don was out under the Goose Tree in amazement!  Needless to say not only do I have one …now so does Bob and Eddie! You should have seen the Wired Outdoors car coming home with 2 goose trees strapped to the vehicle!  We will be doing a video product review of the Goose Tree for all to see. And no one else better to explain it than Mr. Juhl himself!

Above, Don, Drake and I in one of Larry’s adjustable Just a Bale Blinds.

Below is a 3 man blind.

Above is the Wired Outdoor Team with Larry Juhl in middle, along with our morning birds pulled in by some sweet calls and of course the goose tree.

 A group effort.

The trip went by very fast!   There were so many aspects of the trip to tell and I am only touching the surface. The stories, so many photos, so much footage, good food, and good people, the learning experience…oh yeah and the calling.  Erik Olson worked those birds. Larry, well if you closed your eyes you thought you were listening to the goose himself. I kept teasing saying he was a goose in another lifetime. He was the master. Even Erik said, “He is the closest thing to a goose I have ever heard!”  Well I agree!!!

I would like to take this opportunity to thank EVERYONE we met and helped to make this hunting adventure such a wonderful trip! The laughs and memories will last a lifetime as well as the friendships made.  We all went away learning a little more about the waterfowl we pursue and the State we visited.

A special thanks to Ron Maass for opening your hunting paradise to the “foreignors” from Pennsylvania. And no words can do justice to the gratitude to our new dear friend Larry Juhl. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts! I look forward to the day when we can hunt together again!  Your wit, wisdom and kindness have touched us all very deeply.

Oh yeah…one more thing, we did kill some geese!  That was the bonus!

Bob doing some filming while Drake watches on.

Drake sporting his “Wired gear”.

He decided to stick with the shades and give the hat to Don!

Below is the absolutely beautiful Wolf Creek Lodge we stayed in while hunting with Ron.

Anxiously watching the sky!

Brenda Kelly and I at Horicon Marsh.

Above me interviewing Larry Juhl about his “Geese PLEASE” program.

Above Drake and Don discussing camera shots.

 Above, Drake chasing down a cripple at Ron’s.

Below, the Wired Outdoors Team walking by the Goose Tree with our morning success.