Rack Magazine

Thanks, Neighbor

Thanks, Neighbor

By Jason Gray

Growing up on a Saskatchewan farm, I never found the time to go hunting. My dad was not a hunter, for one thing, and any spare time was spent feeding cows or doing other odd jobs. When I was just about out of high school, my close neighbor, Don Klippenstein, who has always been an avid hunter, asked me to go hunting with him and another n... READ MORE

Against All Odds

Against All Odds

By Mike Handley

The BTR’s first and only entry from New Mexico! It’s obvious the late singer-songwriter Jim Croce never bowhunted New Mexico’s high plains. If he had, sneaking up on a deer would’ve rated right up there with tugging on Superman’s cape, spittin’ in the wind and pullin’ the mask off that ol’ Lone Ranger... READ MORE

Longest Sunday in the Bowhunting World

Longest Sunday in the Bowhunting World

By Lisa L. Price

The dead deer might as well have been a Buick. Chris Edwards, only an inch shorter and 25 pounds heavier than NBA great Larry Bird, who used to frequent his family’s bait shop in French Lick, Ind., couldn’t budge it. Even a second set of arms and legs were of no use. “Go get Shirley,” he told his young bowhunting protege, Ja... READ MORE

Woozy Doesn’t Begin to Describe It

Woozy Doesn’t Begin to Describe It

By Lisa L. Price

Arkansas man gets first taste of bowhunter’s aftershock Being in the presence of a slammer buck can do strange things to people. You might think your breathing rivals the ocean’s surf, or that your heartbeat echoes like the pounding of an ivory-billed woodpecker. And it’s inconceivable that the deer you’re watching, unless i... READ MORE

One Good Turn …

One Good Turn …

By Jill J. Easton

Happenstance and a snort-weeze are the undoing for Virginia’s State Bow Record. Had John Feazell not loaned his muzzleloader to his father on the eve of Virginia’s 2009 blackpowder season, you’d be looking at another whitetail on this page. The same goes for John’s aborted scouting trip, which might’ve resulted in his ... READ MORE

Good Things Come...

Good Things Come...

By Ed Waite

One of Ohio’s best-ever by crossbow. Jeff McCulley would’ve been elated to burn his 2009 buck tag on the wide and tall-tined 8-pointer that had given him the slip all season. It was the biggest he’d seen on the 25 acres for which he’d gained permission to hunt through a fishing buddy who knew the landowners. The 41-year-old ... READ MORE

Blambidextrous

Blambidextrous

By Lisa L. Price

Rather than spook the buck of his dreams, devout archer sacrifices bow range for a long poke. It’s a good thing Troy Tate packed his rifle when he returned to Kansas in December 2010, even though the avid bowhunter never intended to unsheathe it. The only reason he carried it afield that one day was because the wind’s direction was comp... READ MORE

Dripping With Bone

Dripping With Bone

By Ed Waite

When Steve Esker knelt in the high weeds, he could’ve been looking for blood. Or not. From almost 180 yards away, a jittery Travis Vollmar couldn’t tell exactly what his friend was doing. But when Steve stood, raised his arms and clasped his hands over his head, Travis knew. This was better than blood. Better than tracks. He sprinted ba... READ MORE

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