Marco Canchi Cuata, an Amerindian hunter from the villiage of Mission Fatima, Tsimane Territory remembers his best dog lost to a jaguar in the jungles of Bolivia.
Whitetail hunters look forward to the rut all year. Here is a glimpse into what one of those magical days looks like. 3:30 am Your alarm clock rings. One eye opens and you frantically reach for the phone. You were just dreaming about a 10-point buck that stepped into range, until your iPhone caused you to fall out of your stand. Actually, no, that was just you falling out of bed while grabbing for your alarm. On the bright side, now you’re awake...
Across the West, rifle seasons for elk will be opening soon. For me, that means it is time for some timber sneaking. Timber sneaking, or slowly still hunting through stands of lodgepole pines, is my favorite way to hunt pressured elk during rifle season. In the last dozen years, I’ve killed ten elk in dense stands of dark timber. Every one of them was shot with a rifle at ranges under one hundred yards. I shot one bull at less than twenty yards...
Steven Rinella talks with Kevin Murphy, Phil Taylor, and Janis Putelis.Topics discussed: The wild swings of rabbit populations; a hunting station wagon brought back from the dead; a dog named Wings&Things; wanderlust; an epic hunting trip to Mongolia; how your shit needs to be in shape to hunt snowshoe hares; the last remaining eagle hunters in the world; an owl, three golden eagles, two ravens, five Mongolians, and two Americans on horseback...