Buckmasters Magazine

Who Needs a Rabbit’s Food?

Who Needs a Rabbit’s Food?

By Kathy Etling

It’s no accident this Wisconsin woman is so successful with a bow. At 3 p.m., Janice Maxfield and her son, Andy, age 11, walked toward a greenfield that had been planted not far from a brushy tangle of cottonwoods in north-central Kansas. It was the first afternoon of the Maxfield family bowhunt, and Janice planned to stay out until dark. And... READ MORE

A Plan Comes Together

A Plan Comes Together

By Curtis Shaw

Things don’t always go according to the book in the deer woods, but when they do, it can be a thing of beauty. The buzz of the alarm came too early. I had been hunting four days a week since Oct. 1, and my motivation for early morning hunts was wearing thin. I was invited to hunt with a couple of close friends that morning in the bustling sub... READ MORE

The Immortal Buck

The Immortal Buck

By Tom Fegely

Was it real, a dream, or a bad bologna sandwich? One hunting tale I’ve shared only a handful of times but have thought about on hundreds of occasions occurred in the fall of 1963 in southern New York. This is the way I remember it. The buck still walks through my dreams now and again. I’m no longer certain after 40-plus years that my re... READ MORE

Architectural Whitetails

Architectural Whitetails

By Joe Blake

Bucks often use man-made structures and cover to hide in plain sight. It was the day before Halloween, and it was cold, even for Minnesota. With an early morning temperature near zero and a stiff northwest wind, I shivered with more than anticipation as I made my way across the grassy meadow. Tall grass bordering the fence line I followed shimmered... READ MORE

Brown Velvet

Brown Velvet

By Bob Humphrey

An early season hunt on legendary Anticosti Island provides a rare trophy opportunity. There was no need for my guide, Richard, to speak. I knew it and so did he. Experience told me to follow close on his heels, walk when he walked, stop when he stopped. No need to look around or ahead. He would be the eyes, and when the time came, I would be the g... READ MORE

Lucky or Cursed?

Lucky or Cursed?

By Steve Bartylla

The story of a buck named Moses. As the buck came trotting down the woods edge toward Trevor Oleson, the hunter couldn’t believe it; he was looking at a local legend. Although Trevor had never laid eyes on the buck, he’d seen the pictures and heard the stories. There was no doubt that this was Moses. The only question that remained was ... READ MORE

Fools Rush In

Fools Rush In

By Jim Wardlow

If the weather’s too bad to go to work, go hunting instead! It was the second day of the second shotgun season in Rock Island County, Ill., and we were getting our first big snow of the year. I wasn’t happy about heading to work on such a perfect hunting day — any day in the woods is better than a day at work. Then my boss called ... READ MORE

The Language of Smells

The Language of Smells

By Bob Humphrey

Whitetails communicate as much with smell as they do with vocalizations. It was the fourth day of my Kansas bowhunt, and things hadn’t gone particularly well. A clean miss the first morning and unseasonably warm temperatures had haunted me for three days. Somehow I had to make amends, but with rain and more high temperatures in the forecast, ... READ MORE

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