By Chad Love
One of the most-discussed and contentious aspects of pointing dog development is range; specifically, how much will your dog end up with and is that going to be enough or too much?
The issue of range and whether more or less is better is a fairly pointless (pun intended) argument, as we each have differing needs to suit our individual styles of hunting. But what's not often discussed is when, exactly, your dog "finds" his or her range. Some hunters may send a pup or young dog down the line because it "runs too big." Others may sell a dog because it doesn't run big enough. So when do you know, or think you know, your dog's range? It's an interesting question, and the more time I spend around pointing dogs, the more I become convinced that you don't really know what you've got until you give your dog enough opportunities to show you. [ Read Full Post ]
By David Draper
The higher ups at my former corporate job in the Human Resource department—in a misguided attempt to boost morale (that actually pretty much did just the opposite)—would call my coworkers and I into a big room each year and preach to us about our “hidden paycheck.” This was the term they used to talk about health insurance, retirement programs, and all the other benefits they provided outside our normal salary. One particular HR director (who, curiously, no longer works there) also included things like the horrible coffee and stale popcorn available in the break rooms as part of our hidden paycheck. Not surprisingly, those two words quickly became the standard meme in the building when referring to anything from toilet paper to Post-It Notes.
Well, here at my current job, I have hidden paychecks, too. In fact, we freelance writers have to live for the perks since we’re certainly not in this business for the money. As a guy who writes about food (among other things), I reap some pretty cool benefits (neither health insurance nor a retirement plan among them). There was that box of nut butter Justin’s sent me after they read my blog praising their products a few weeks back.
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By Chad Love

It was revealed this week that baseball Hall of Famer Robin Yount accidentally shot the manager of the Chicago Cubs, Dale Sveum, while quail hunting earlier this year in Arizona.
From this story in the Chicago Sun-Times:
And Dale Sveum thought he had a bad year before October. Turns out that 101-loss season in his first year as Cubs manager was only the start of the bleeding for Sveum, who suffered minor injuries in a Dick Cheney-like accident while hunting quail in Arizona with Hall of Fame pal Robin Yount earlier this fall. [ Read Full Post ]
By Phil Bourjaily

Iowa’s pheasant population is a fraction of what it once was, but there is still hope for the birds to come back.
One hunt I went on near home in eastern Iowa last month was like stepping into a time warp, although it took me back fewer than 10 years. In a half-day four of us shot 11 wild roosters on the farms of Pheasants Forever’s State Coordinator Tom Fuller and his neighbors. [ Read Full Post ]
By Chad Love
Here is a mystery to test your wildlife knowledge.
I was out quail hunting Saturday and noticed something odd about a barbed-wire fence I was getting ready to cross. A 20-foot section of the fence looked like a macabre display of hunting trophies: An entire row of mostly Boone and Crockett-sized grasshoppers were impaled on the barbs of the wire—frozen in their death throes. It was like Vlad the Impaler writ small, but no less merciless.
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By David Draper
Perhaps no other hunters are as dependent on weather as waterfowlers. They not only depend on cold fronts to push birds down the flyway, but they also typically need a little weather to keep birds moving during the day. While those of us here in the Central Flyway did get the cold weather needed to usher birds south in early November, warm temperatures since then have made for some challenging hunting conditions. Still, with bird numbers up in the central and southern sections of the Flyway, many of you can still shoot a limit of ducks and geese as long you can shoot straight during the first hour or so of the day. After that, you will be mostly just working on your tan.
According to the latest reports, bird numbers in North Dakota have been on a steady decline for the past three weeks, with many of the ducks disappearing daily. Some refuge counts are now below 1,000 birds as smaller waters and wetlands freeze over. What ducks are in the area are roosting on bigger lakes and flowing water in large, tough-to-decoy flocks. The Low Plains zone closed yesterday, so duck hunters there are already dreaming of next season. The High Plains zone opens back up December 8 and runs through December 30, giving hunters out west a final crack at any birds remaining on the Upper Missouri River.
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By David E. Petzal
Every November, I assemble with a collection of fellow coots, geezers, and codgers to hunt deer in northern Maine. There are not a lot of deer up there, and if you see a buck you’ve had a good week, and if you get one you’ve had a hell of a good week. In 10 years I’ve collected two, which is probably about average.
However, one of our party hunted for nine years and never got anything. One thing and another went wrong and at the end of every camp he went home empty-handed. This year, however, his luck changed. He got a buck that weighed 239 ½ pounds with its guts out, which probably put the animal at around 300 on the hoof. The neck was colossal; the antlers went around 140 B&C, which for up there, is very good. In short, it was one hell of a deer after all those years.
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By M.D. Johnson
Even from a Comfort Inn in northern Utah, which is serving as my base of operations as I hunt the Great Salt Lake and surrounding marshes, I can hear the rather rotund lady either warming up or in full voice in the northern portion of the Mississippi Flyway. For many hunters in the Upper Midwest, it’s time to start putting away the duck gear and begin thinking about geese, or ice fishing.
Wisconsin and Minnesota’s duck seasons will be over by the first of next week. Iowa will soon follow, with a northern closure of December 6 and a south-zone end on the 13th. Reports from the eastern third of The Hawkeye State continue to be mixed; however, most folks I’ve talked with lately agree that the frigid temperatures of this last week brought in a small number of new mallards and Canadas, while putting birds already in the area on the feed. A gent down Iowa City way (who asked to remain nameless for fear of divulging his exact location) tells of excellent numbers of honkers, with slowly increasing numbers of mallards locally.
“The weather isn’t quite right for them to be patterned consistently yet,” he said. “And they’re flying late--right at or just after legal shooting time. We need some nasty weather, and then it should be on.” [ Read Full Post ]
By Duane Dungannon

Even after stuffing themselves with Thanksgiving turkey, hunters in the Pacific Flyway left room for duck. Between family, food, and football, guide James Rice in Corvallis, Ore., got some hunting in, too.
“I had a chance to get out and harvest some waterfowl bounty on Thanksgiving weekend,” Rice said. “The flooding from all the recent rain spread the birds out a little, but even with all the sheet water in the fields and creeks out of their banks, you could still find birds if you worked at it. New food sources became available when the water started rising. A lot of wigeon are in the here, but pintails seem to have moved. Mallards are getting more educated, but they are still callable and looking for corn and millet to feed on.”
It was a similar story in southwest Oregon over the holiday for hunters like Steve DeBerry of the Southern Oregon Chapter of Delta Waterfowl. [ Read Full Post ]
By Phil Bourjaily

People ask what method I use to test shotshells. First thing I usually do is the taste test. At least that’s my explanation for this picture. The shell I am chomping down on is one the 3-inch Prairie Storms I wrote about last week.
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By Hal Herring
I’m not going to write today about the U.S. Senators responsible for the recent stalling of the Sportsmen’s Act of 2012. What is most important in the blocking of the Sportsmen’s Act is the unpardonable ignorance it reveals. Included in the Sportsmen’s Act is the path to the reauthorization of NAWCA (North American Wetlands and Conservation Act), a program that provides matching funds to groups working to preserve and restore wetlands across North America.
Yes, in 1989, when NAWCA was created by an act of Congress, it was intended primarily to boost populations of waterfowl and other wildlife. But since then, as the Federal Flood Insurance Program has sucked away and squandered billions of taxpayer dollars, and as Hurricanes Katrina and Sandy and the 2011 floods have proved, wetlands and floodplains are NOT about ducks and geese. Ruined wetlands and floodplains are about economics and deficits and man-made disasters. Wildlife and the hunting heritage, and wild, beautiful days on the marsh or in the blind with friends and family and abundant waterfowl above us are the interest on the principle of protected and restored wetlands. Destroying wetlands, channelizing creeks, draining swamps to plant more corn for ethanol, or to feed the earth’s insatiable billions of people, destroys the principle. Just as you can take an inheritance or a windfall stack of money and, instead of investing it, blow it on lottery tickets and cigarettes and groceries (new guns are excluded), you can destroy the economic principle of the planet.
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By Michael R. Shea
Atlantic flyway ducks are working south with peak numbers over central New England, while geese seem to be nearly everywhere. A deceiving knot of Canadas in eastern Connecticut gave me fits on Monday; what I thought were a few dozen turned out to be a few hundred.
As you can see in the video, I was hunting out of a new layout boat, fully grassed, with an Avery Power Hunter layout blind in the cockpit. Low to the water and powered by an electric trolling motor, it’s a deadly rig. At around 2 p.m., I was able to setup just 200 yards or so from the birds. An hour later when I popped a shot, all hell broke loose: A huge raft of geese lifted and came over the decoys, 20 yards off the water, before turning down river. [ Read Full Post ]
By David Draper
Maybe you’re sick of Thanksgiving leftovers, but if you happen to have a few chunks of turkey remaining from last Thursday’s dinner, here’s a great recipe to try. It’s my take on the Hot Brown, which is an institution in Louisville, Kentucky, where the open-faced sandwich hails from. It’s a big hit during the Derby, when race fans sauced up on mint juleps converged on the Brown Hotel for its signature dish.
You don’t have to be in your cups to enjoy this treat, though if you’re on a low-cholesterol diet, don’t tell your doctor how good it was at the next checkup or he might double-down on the Lipitor.
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By Phil Bourjaily
All misses with a shotgun are frustrating, but shooting behind a bird when you think (you know!) your barrel was in front of it may be the most frustrating of all.
The problem is not insufficient lead. The problem is that you looked back at your barrel to measure the lead. When you did that, the gun stopped* and you shot behind even though last time you looked, your gun was ahead of the bird.
I saw a perfect example in the goose field last week. I was hunting with a friend who is normally a very good shot. A single goose came in on his side, offering a 25-yard crosser. He missed behind it with all three shots. I saw clearly over his shoulder that his gun was pointing behind the bird’s tailfeathers every time he pulled the trigger. After his gun was empty and the bird was gone he asked me, “Was I too far ahead of it?”
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