A few weeks ago, we told you about the potential new world record whitetail killed by a teen in Oklahoma. Now, it’s rumored another record was broken by their neighbors to the south.
Greg Simons of San Angelo, Texas, shot a mule deer last week that seems likely to break the Texas non-typical record. Simons has been following the deer on his free-range ranch since it was a 3.5-year-old, electing to pass on the buck multiple times.
“With the traits...

Introducing Ask the Eagle, where I’ll be answering your questions about everything from hunting to butchering to marriage. This week, David Robinson wants to know how to become a hunting guide.
Have a question of your own? You can write to me asktheeagle@themeateater.com.

In this episode, Steve and I head east to the Delmarva Peninsula to chase Sika deer and blue crab. We’re met by Steve Kendrot and Trevor Michaels, experts of both land and sea. The Sika deer are wary, but the blue crabs are abundant. Here’s some of the gear we used on this uniquely Maryland adventure.
Sika Hunting
FHF Bino Harness
Vortex Razor 10×42 Binoculars
Stone Glacier Avail 2200
Nordik Sika Call
Crabbing
Xtratuf Boots
Polar...

The MeatEater crew struck off into southeast Washington to hunt elk in a limited-draw archery unit.
We spent the first few days learning the area and trying to find where the elk were hiding.
The open country was perfect for glassing. We covered a lot of miles with our Vortex Optics and found a lot of elk.
After several days of hunting, we found an area where a big bull was spending a lot of time.
Janis was able to call the bull close, and Steve...

In this episode, Steve is chasing big bulls in southeastern Washington. Packing for a week in the backcountry requires careful planning and perfect gear, especially with the unpredictable weather this time of year. Here is some of what we used on the hunt.
Packs
Stone Glacier Sky 5900
Stone Glacier Solo
Archery Gear
Easton FMJ Arrows
G5 Montec Broadheads
Spot Hogg Wiseguy Release
Clothing
First Lite Brooks Down Sweater
First Lite Uncompahgre...

For the third time that morning, I caught wind of it: a sour, slightly sweet odor beneath the dust rising from the piñon and juniper, almost an afterthought. The smell was strong enough to stir recollection, but not strong enough to command attention—a dead smell.
Bull elk get wounded while vying for affection this time of year, both by hunters and each other. I had made a poor shot the morning before. I hit the bull but not lethally, and we quit...