Having been a feast for the raven’s and the magpies, Buck’s carcass is claimed by a fox. Post by The RMKK People.
The explosion of the shot pierced the early morning quiet of the forest as I was about to prepare myself a bowl of baked oatmeal. “Already?” I thought to myself. Looking through the window, I saw David sitting quietly in his chair beside his truck. It was a cold and damp morning, so I grabbed […]
For weeks, I’ve known that murder was on the horizon. My father had purchased a turkey tag and he was going to use it. Toms, jakes, and hens have been frequenting the yard all spring. They hardly stood a chance against a man in his pajamas with a mask and a gun. Jake’s […]
The truck has been a muddy mess since the Sunday drive, and our week of traveling down the sloppy road to hunter education has added additional layers of grime to its running boards. For five nights and two days we drove a mucky, rutted, single lane road to a ranch in the valley […]