Bears are Bulletproof
Bears are Bulletproof When you move to northern New Jersey and plug into the scarce but passionate outdoor scene lurking in the shadows of the Manhattan skyline, you realize how ignorant your previous viewpoint on black bears had been. The fuzzy teddy bear you grew up sharing a bed with as a kid, has a […]
Make the Switch with Broadhead Steel
“They just don’t make them like they used to” said every old timer you grew up around. I often assumed it was one of those things geezers said based on very little but rough observation. While that is still most likely the case, I think they hit the nail on the head when it comes to some of the broadheads they used to shoot.
Bow Hunting Bears Returns to Jersey
When out-of-staters think of New Jersey they tend to highlight a few of the classic staples: Snooki, Tony Soprano, traffic, Bruce Springsteen—the list goes on. However, what remains less known is that Dirty Jersey is also renowned for its astounding black bear population.
Welcome to Fishing
About that time things went from bad to worse. My father reaches back and whips the half oz rattle trap towards the shoreline. Only to discover the line had wrapped around the rod tip and sent the lure straight down towards the front of the boat…
Bull Reds off the Beach
Growing up a favorite pastime of mine was daydreaming each class away. Instead of learning algebra, I was in some remote corner of the globe chasing trophy fish. While the list of preplanned trips was endless, there was one journey
I spent more time thinking about it than any of the others combined. Catching big bull redfish in the marsh.
Lesson Learned from a Lost Deer
Until this season my development as a White-Tailed deer hunter has been grossly neglected. My career has solely consisted of long sits over corn piles on a 40-acre family property. I was to sit still, and hope someone else’s work paid off.
After graduating college and moving to New Jersey my hunting status was reset to level one. Without so much as a nod in the right direction, it was time to sink or swim and learn a new location and style from scratch. Oddly enough, I found myself more excited to start the 2022 season all on my own, than any of years past.
Inadvertent Cold Plunge
In recent years, I have loved bridging the gap between the end of deer season and the start of turkey season by chasing cold water trout. Even though I am terrible at catching them, getting out in the cold late February air and chasing them around the skinny streams of the hill country has become a great seasonal tradition of mine.
“Bee” Kind to other Hunters
The approaching spring always puts me over the moon with excitement. Recently, however, my excitement has been focused on a single source, spring thunder.
I was full of optimism for the approaching turkey season. It would take me across three states on a miniature turkey tour. The start of which was in Virginia, and after a brief stop in Maryland, would finish strong in New Jersey.