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As the wind howled, and the freezing rain pounded me into a trance.
I wondered if maybe I should have just stayed in bed...
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Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread by Bill Justice
I began to think differently about my hunting trips when I moved to Alaska ...
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Candy Wrapper Buck by Kevin Bennett
It was the first day of muzzleloader season, and I had anxiously awaited this day for many weeks now. But instead of excitement, I couldn't help but have a sinking feeling of disappointment ...
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The Ultimate Blood Trail by Rick Fuller
As I sat in the pre-dawn darkness I closed my eyes, and drifted back in time. Vivid memories of past hunts came streaming through my mind like video clips from the outdoor channel. Somewhere in the middle of my enchanted moment I heard...
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The Gift From Walnut Mountain by Sam Bennett
Although every childhood memory was special, there has never been a memory more intensely engraved in my mind than that of the Ruffed Grouse...
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Ouail Hunt at Quail Hollow by Sam Bennett
We began the morning working Buck in the lower fields of the shooting preserve where a crop of corn had recently been harvested. The fields offered plenty of cover and food supply for the shy Bob White Quail we were hunting. The morning hunt proved to be rather successful ...
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Be Specific in your Prayers! by Rick Fuller
The daylight broke through brilliantly bringing to life an array of beauty. The light frosted tips of the pine boughs resembled clusters of diamonds shining in the sun. Every bird had a song to sing and the leaves gently swayed to the rhythm...
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