A couple of years ago, two buddies and I met up to chase cottontail rabbits around on a mild February weekend. It was mostly an effort to stave off cabin fever after a long Minnesota winter and to put a few bunnies in the cooler. As we moved from one chunk of public land to the next, we managed to...

Spotlighting. Shining. Jacklighting. Without context, any of these terms can conjure images of some of the worst wildlife offenders in America—nighttime poachers using a bright light to blind deer into paralysis and then swinging a rifle out the window. This is an unfortunate reality in some parts...

Reflecting back on hunts helps me consistently learn and grow as a hunter. When I began taking rut trips out of state, I started to notice some of my unproductive tendencies. I would spend the first few days in places where it looked like deer should be, but sightings and encounters were spotty at...