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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
I was working at my desk this morning, but I couldn’t help but stare out the window. Tomorrow is the opening day of duck hunting in Wisconsin, a day that has been referred to as a “high holy day” by some in my family. The temperature was in the 50’s and the sky was overcast […]
Something happened yesterday… A storm rolled through NE Wisconsin early Saturday morning and now it feels different. I can live comfortably with the windows open. Thursday night I swear I saw Eddie Lacy rumbling down the field in green and gold. I saw the lights of Lambeau from my living room window. I’ve visited the […]
