Scott Fisher from Ohio smoked this nice hog just after dark.  This hog was 100% free range and fair chase. Scott worked hard for this one and deserved to have this trophy. Scott is a great bowhunter who put many hours in the stand to make this happen.

Corey from Little Rock, Arkansas enjoyed his East Texas spot and stalk hunt at the "Red Hill" ranch. This nice hog is the fruit of his labors.

Randy From Little Rock, Arkansas took this bruiser after many hours of spot and stalk action!

James Kling from Arlington, TX with first bow kill !

When James showed up to hunt late Friday night, he had never bowhunted before.  After unpacking we headed into the bowshop to pick out a bow.  We decided to sleep in with our wives the next morning and set up the bow James had chosen after breakfast.  With breakfast behind us we spent about an hour or so practicing form, sighting in the bow, and getting ready for the hunt.  James was a natural and was soon drilling bullseyes at 20 yards.  Now that he was confident in his shooting abilities, James was anxious to get in the stand.  He sat in the stand from noon until about 5pm when this nice boar made a bad decision!  James drew back, picked a spot, and released. The rest of the story is obvious by the phto above.  Way to go James, you are now a real bowhunter!

Todd Dixon with Unfortunate Squirrel

While hunting from the barn blind, Todd just could not pass on an opportunity for some squirrel dumplings!

Father Son Hunts:

15 Year old Theron smoked this doe from 30 yards while hunting in a ground blind. This is East Texas bow hunting at its best! Theron and his dad love to bow hunt together!  Congratulations Theron!

Nine Year Old Lamar's First Bow Kill

It was the three days after bow season opened in East Texas when the boy became a man in the world of bow hunting. After sitting in the hot ground blind four a few hours, his patience finally paid off as two young deer made their way into the food plot. Slowly but surely the deer headed to the corn pile in perfect position only 17 yards away. With his dad by his side, Lamar calmly drew his bow, aimed, and released. The lumenock showed that the shot would prove good as the deer bounded off into the woods. Full of excitement, Lamar retold the story back at the truck.  We decided to go as a group and look for the deer. Although we saw plenty of blood we still could not find the deer, and decided to use the trusty nose of of our K9 friend named King. The trail proved to be a simple one as King went right to the deer and made us breathe a sigh of relief. Lamar's first deer had been successfully recovered.  A free range whitetail with a bow at only nine years old is an awesome trophy no matter what the size! Way to go and congratulations Lamar!

Father's Day Hog Hunt

This particular Father's Day was different than most because my wife and three of our four kids were still not home from Disney.  I had to stay home to work and my oldest son stayed behind to keep me company.  We had been having a pretty good time as bachelors the past week.  Eating out, staying up late and hanging out in the woods chasing hogs were among the things we did.  My son had learned a great deal about bow hunting that week including the importance of scent control.  Now that he took a scent free bath, kept his clothes scent free, and used scent spray he was seeing animals each time he went to stand.  One thing became very obvious to me for the first time in my life and that was the fact that he was more dedicated than me!  We had been in the middle of some major flooding and he did not care.  He shamed me into carrying him hunting by asking if I was afraid of getting wet because he sure wasn't.  When Father's Day rolled around, Sunday night services were canceled at church giving us a final opportunity to head to the woods together before the rest of the family returned from their trip.  I let Caleb hunt the stand of his choice and I hunted the one with the shortest walk.  Sitting on a wet cushion in the hot, muggy air, I was hoping he would shoot a hog soon and I would be relaxing in the comfort of my couch and some air conditioning before dark.  As I continued to sit my phone never rang so I assumed he had not yet connected and was waiting for those few golden moments right before dark.  As I sat there day dreaming I suddenly heard limbs crack followed by hog grunts.   No more thoughts about a/c, my wet seat, sweating, or I am sad to say even Caleb's hunt.  I was in stealth hunt mode!  The hogs took their time flanking the field I was set up next to, then right before dark I saw two very large hogs in the edge of the field.  These hogs were moving extremely slow and it was getting dark fast.  As I was calculating my next move, two smaller hogs headed to the feeder.  The light was fading so fast I knew the big hogs were out of the question (My son made me promise to leave the monster hog for him.) and there was not enough time for the smaller hogs to make it to the feeder before dark.  I had about fifteen seconds of light left so I shot the small hog while it was still in route to the feeder.  Whack! It seemed like a perfect shot.  I waited a few minutes then quietly climbed down under the cover of darkness and headed to the truck to meet Caleb.  He had seen several deer and had a great hunt but no hogs.  He was excited to hear about my hunt, and he was ready to start his job as a tracker.  Of course the hog went straight to the thickest brush and sticker patch in the area.  As we followed a decent blood trail, I began to smell the hog but could not see it.  I was on my knees with a flashlight and actually followed the blood all the way to the exit wound before I realized we had found my hog.  We were both very happy! A short but laborious drag later and the hog was in the truck.  As we shared this awesome father/son time together, Caleb said the reason I killed a hog was because it was father's day!  He thought every dad that went hunting with his son on Father's Day would be successful.  As I think back he was right.  If you had an opportunity to bow hunt with your son or daughter on Father's Day you were successful, even if you did not kill a thing!

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