The swamp was the place to be. It was where all the whitetails came from, retreated to, and felt safe enough to move in daylight in the high-pressure public-land area I was hunting. But as I clanged ...

Early in my bowhunting career, I set up a ladder stand on top of a ridge that had oaks and plenty of deer sign. On opening morning, I watched a deer parade go down a trail that was 20 yards out of ...

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it,” is the advice a Pennsylvania deer hunter offers to those who are curious about saddle hunting. Hunting from a nylon saddle hanging from the side of a tree may ...