I Give Up
Been out here in the woods for 90 minutes. Haven’t seen a thing except a bunch of loud ass birds. Tyson and I are considering packing it in and just getting plowed. #drunkbynoon #irishcream
Category: Hunting
2nd Annual Deer Hunter’s Journal
Tonight was a bit crazy. My wife is out of town. Two of my kids sang in their show choir at the tree lighting ceremony at the county courthouse. My other kid had gymnastics class. By the time all three kids were down it was nearly 10:00. Finally time to finish preparations for Deer Camp […]
The Night We Were Nearly Eaten Alive While Retrieving Dad’s Ammo
Charlie Brawner – November 19, 2019 Dad’s deer stand isn’t a “stand” in the traditional sense. It’s just a wooden L-shaped bench with a roof over it. See the picture above. In the early years a person could climb a ladder and sit on the roof for a different perspective. Call it a double-decker stand […]
A 5-Hour Trip to Wendy’s
By Tyson Novinska – November 7, 2019 When it comes to hunting, or shooting anything with a firearm really, there was no way that I could ever come close to the level of marksmanship that my friend Jim could display. Clays. Ducks. Ringnecks. He could nail anything that was about 18″ and moved at a […]
Public Hunting Problems
By Charlie Brawner – November 17, 2019 We spent most of my early hunting years at “The Shack” in Florence County, Wisconsin. Don’t ask me to explain the ownership situation at The Shack. There are at least half a dozen people alive who can summarize this better than I can, but here I go: I […]
The 42-Year Old Rookie
By Charlie Brawner – November 7, 2019 When I was a child my grandpa and uncles went deer hunting every year. They would leave a day or two before the annual gun deer hunting opener – the Saturday before Thanksgiving – and stay for a few days. They’d come back for a day or two […]
Legends of Deer Camp: Jim Brawner
Much has been said about dad since he passed away six months ago (Six months?!?). Most of it good, and deservedly so. Greeting hundreds of people at his funeral was the kind of experience that makes you question your own life and wonder if you’re making an impact the way he did (I’m not). If […]
