.22 Long Rifle

master this unique and ancient method of hunting game? The sport of bow hunting has gained a lot of popularity over the last fifty years. Many sportsman like the greater challenge of hunting an animal with a bow, rather then with a high powered hunting rifle. To get the most from this style of hunting here are some tips for bow hunting beginners. Have the right equipment. Longbows, recurve and compound bows are the three most common types with compound bows being the bow of choice by the vast…

I grew up on the open country of Alabama, in a small town called Cuba that was just the perfect size for my family and me. There was never a dull moment or lack of creativity when I was a kid. Cuba, Alabama is the perfect place for a kid because of the large fields, wildlife, and thick forests. The abundance of land at your disposal is endless in Cuba. From the rough landscape to the vast fields, the opportunities were countless. Many of the memories I have about Cuba came form a field called…

It took the men seventeen minutes to realize that I was following them. I had removed my shoes and was creeping silently along the forest floor, pausing when they did and moving at their pace. The men had arrows knocked as they stalked their way through the forest, following the tracks of a deer. I, however, was on another venture entirely. They paused suddenly, and I almost collided with a tree. Crouching on my toes, I looked around and soon saw the object of their attention. A young buck…

Link was an Iberian Lynx who lived in the Rocky Mountains in Alberta. He lived with a tribe of over a hundred other lynx. Link was the strongest lynx in the whole tribe which made him the leader of the hunting party. When Link hunted, he and his friends Winston and Apollo would try to scare the animal to make it go to where the rest of the hunting party was. One day when the hunting party was out, Link, Apollo and Winston were looking for deer, they saw people who looked like hunters! The…

Ever since I was a child, growing up in a family that hunted regularly, my grandfather, to my father and even my mother’s boyfriend. The art of hunting always peaked my interest, however, I have not been apart of this tradition as often as they have. I have only been hunting once and it was during turkey hunting season. My mother’s boyfriend and myself set out one morning as the sun was just a red half circle. The morning dew and fog hugged the ground as our cold tractor ride to the back woods…

Being raised on a farm in such a rural area such as Monroe County, West Virginia meant learning how to use a firearm was almost more of a necessity than a passion. However, for myself it happened to be both. I love to hunt all sorts of game such as: deer, squirrel, turkey, and dove to name a few. Hunting all these animals obviously requires the use of several different types and calibers of guns. My dad, a gun enthusiast as well, taught me from a very young age the dangers of a firearm as…

One day when i was walking through i fell in a hole so deep i coulden get out. So after about two days my uncle Harald came by and fell into but luckily he had a ladder in his back pocket to get us out. Uncle Harald has always been my biggest role model because he tought me how to scoot a gun, gut a deer, and how to climb. The first time that i can remember him teaching me to climb was when i needed to get the pop tarts off the top shelf. I can remember how he showed me to stack up all the cans…

If you want to be a good hunter, you must have the proper gear to do the job. The first and most important items are a firearm and ammunition. The type of gun you will need would be a rifle, shotgun, or a handgun, if you are hunting small game. Some of the best types of rifles are a savage model 99dl or a Winchester 94. A good shot gun would be either a Browning, Beretta, or a Winchester. The special features of these shotguns are that they are very good for hunting birds because they shoot…

my job to feed the family. I took a deep breath as I looked down the barrel of my grandpa’s old hunting rifle. As the buck was in my line of fire, I pulled the trigger. Click. The deer ran off into the woods, breaking sticks and dodging trees. He was a goner. I let out a painful sigh as I looked into the sky. The Sun had just started to set, I would barely be home by nightfall. I started the long hike back to town, checking my rabbit traps along the way. At least I was a good trapper, or my…

Chris was born April 8th 1974 in Odessa, Tx. the first of two boys to Debby Lynn Mercer and Wayne Kenneth kyle. Debby was a Sunday school teacher and his son a Deacon. Kyle’s dad bought him his first rifle at the age of 8. Then later a shotgun that he hunted pheasant, quail and deer with. After high school, he became a professional bronco rodeo rider and worked on a ranch. This later ended after he seriously injured his arm. After his arm had healed he went into a military recruiting office…