Making the Book: Part II

Making the Book: Part II

Bowhunters often speak wistfully of taking animals that end up “Making the book.” In part II M.R. covers ‘The Book’, when it was started, the evolution and the great bowhunters who made it happen. Want to make ‘The Book’? Yeah, we all dream of doing just that.

Man, What a Rack!

Man, What a Rack!

You don’t have to be an elk hunter to appreciate the regal majesty of a rutting bull elk. The oversized antlers, eerie sounds of fluting bugles, throaty grunts and guttural growls can fire the imagination and touch the soul of anyone. M.R. James knows, he caught the fever.

Compounding a Problem

Compounding a Problem

The January Archery Trade Association Show, where the industry’s manufacturers unveiled their latest products and take orders from dealers revealed a less-than- positive consensus that “significant problems exist” in the archery business. Is the compound bow to blame?

One More Deer Season

One More Deer Season

For most bowhunters the drive is to put a good animal on the ground. Add to the trophy room, the count and the freezer. For some it’s not the quantity but the quality of the trophy and for even less, it’s passing on the shot.

Goodbye & Good Riddance!

Goodbye & Good Riddance!

2016 has slide quietly into the past and with it the bitter sweet memories. Every year is challenged with good and bad times but M.R. James who lived through the pain of 2016 reveals his views of what we can all appreciate about what we do and how we look at our world. I think you will agree.

Beating Target Panic!

Beating Target Panic!

As he stepped closer to the decoy and into view, I began to draw. Wait-stiffened muscles didn’t cooperate. I struggled to reach the anchor point at the corner of my mouth. The buck was broadside now, under 35 yards. My bow arm trembled, the sight pin bobbing on his side.

One Tough Bird & a Few Missed Shots

One Tough Bird & a Few Missed Shots

This shot was on the mark and knocked the bird completely off of his feet where he flopped around for a few seconds and then lay still. This is when his ‘buddies’ attacked. As soon as he stopped moving the other gobblers ran over and jumped on the ‘dead’ one.

Yep, I’m a Dinosaur!

Yep, I’m a Dinosaur!

       OKAY, I CONFESS. I’m something of a troglodyte when compared to most twenty-first century bowhunters. Need proof? Well, I pulled my first toy bow when Roosevelt was president (FDR, not Teddy!). And I was shooting longbows and recurves long before Allen’s first prototype mechanical bow was unveiled in the ‘60s. Fact is, I still […]