Recently I was asked to do a podcast episode with John McAdams for his popular “The Big Game Hunting Podcast”. John does a fabulous job with his podcast and covers much ground, based on personal experiences including his years with the military, and having grown up in a hunting family, as has often been the case with Texas residents, and helping set up hunts for others. Like his many expert guests and obviously his listeners, John loves hunting, learning and talking about gun

Our discussion started after inviting three individuals I had met through our DSC Summer Expo to visit my office. They were impressed by the taxidermy mounts on the walls of my small office. I explained the majority of my mounts from throughout the world, including full-body mounts an African lion, Vancouver Island black bear, desert bighorn from Mexico and a monstrous Alaskan brown bear were all on display at the Scheels store in The Colony, just north of Dallas, Texas. “Bef

Heading into the upcoming hunting season, one where I hope to do a “fair amount” of handgun hunting, I have been thinking seriously about what my choices. There are in those decisions two “constants”: Taurus revolvers and Hornady ammo. I have come to rely heavily on both. The reason for doing so is both have proven they are as the Hornady tagline states, “Accurate, Deadly, Dependable!” Life is full of choices! Some are easy, some not quite so. However all are important. As a

“What do you mean he was a ghost deer?” Asked TC. Before Roberto could answer, “Did you shoot at him and he disappeared when you thought the bullet should have hit him?” “Noooo! You weren’t listening were you? I said I watched him come out of the brushy draw over in the Saladia Pasture. I was sitting about half way up the old windmill tower where I could cover a bunch of country. Had not been seeing much of anything, just a couple of coyotes, a bobcat, two does and a fawn. Wa

I could hardly believe it. Finally! I had been hunting morning and evening, at every opportunity since our Texas whitetail deer season opened almost six weeks ago. Four days of the season remained and I finally get to see a buck. He came from my extreme right. I shot right-handed. Try as I might I could not turn or shift far enough to the right to take a shot with my dad’s .30-30. Totally frustrated, I watched the 8-point walk into the brush. He was gone! I was certain my ina

Our trotline was stretched across Cummins Creek, tied to willow trees on opposite bank. For four days our usually slow-moving creek had been on a “rise”. Flood water had finally started subsiding. Flooding run-off had not only covered the entire bottom of my grandfather’s property, water backed up from where the creek flowed into the Colorado River. Said Grampa Aschenbeck in German, loosely translated to, “When the creek rises, big long-whiskered yellow catfish and gaspergoo

No sooner had I begun blowing my Burnham Brothers jackrabbit in distress call than a coyote charged out of the underbrush heading directly toward me! I jerked my father’s Model 94 .30- 30 lever action to my shoulder, pointed it in the general direction of the coyote then wildly fired all seven rounds. The coyote left unscathed. A few moments later, hunting knife in my right hand, just in case the “wolf” decided to attack, and my empty rifle in my left hand I headed home anxio

“Did you see anything yesterday afternoon?” questioned a camo-dressed hunter, as I was filling my pickup with gas. Before I could respond he added. “I didn’t go out. It was just simply too hot! Deer probably weren’t moving. Weather is supposed to be cold now, at least cool. I hate hot temperatures during the hunting season and would rather stay in camp and watch football.” “Should have gone hunting! I saw seven bucks and three does including a monstrous ten point. It may be h

I was hunting roe deer in Europe, “Come by to do the paperwork and pick it the Taurus Deputy single-action revolver that just came in, when you can.” Read the text message from Charles Schubert with Schubert’s Firearms. I knew where I would be as soon as I got back home to Texas. I have long been a fan of and handgun hunter with both double and single-action revolvers. For the past few years I have been shooting and hunting with Taurus Raging Hunters chambered in .44 Rem Mag,

Stefan Bengtsson and I were sitting in his DSC Atlanta booth looking at photos of the roe deer his clients had taken during the last couple of years. “We’ve had a couple of really good years when it comes to roe bucks.” Commented my friend who with his gracious and beautiful wife, Sofia owns Scandinavian Prohunters. “Stefan, from what I remember and what I’ve seen y’all have great years every year when it comes to roe deer, but also the myriad of other European big game, game

When Scandinavian Prohunters’ Stefan Bengtsson told me Scotland would be the third leg of the three-nations roe deer hunt they were donating to the DSC Foundation Gala’s auction and they wanted me to host that hunt, I was thrilled beyond words and could hardly wait for our adventure to begin. In the past I had been on several highly successful hunts with both Stefan and Sofia Bengtsson in England, Sweden, Denmark, Finland, Scotland, and Norway. I knew they provided extremely

“Planes, trains and automobiles!” said Mark Little with a broad smile as we boarded the train in Malmo, Sweden in route to the Copenhagen airport to continue to the second leg of our Scandinavian Prohunters’ three-nation roe deer hunt. Both Carol Little and I had taken really nice roe bucks in Sweden, she a gold medal buck and me a uniquely long-beamed buck. Mark had not hunted in Sweden but would be doing so in Poland. Stefan Bengtsson, Carol, Mark and I boarded our plane to

It was during the waning moments of the 2026 DSC Outdoor Expo and Convention in Atlanta I again stopped by Stefan and Sofia Bengtsson’s Scandinavian Prohunter’s booth this time to confirm the June dates we, Mark and Carol Little and I, would be headed to Sweden to hunt roe deer. I drooled over the photos Stefan showed me of bucks his hunters had harvested since I had last hunted roe deer with him. On my initial Swedish roe deer hunt, Stefan and I stalked a gold medal buck in

Long and sharp toothed wild boars excite me… I felt an ever so light tap on my left shoulder. Something had to be really close otherwise Jeff would have whispered. Problem was, I was unsure which direction to look. I knew whatever Jeff Rice had seen was not in front of us. It had to be either to our extreme left, right or behind us. I slowly turned to my extreme left. Nothing there, for which I was truly thankful. What little breeze there drifted our scent from right to left.

“Just had a call from Striper Express. Bill said he had an unexpected opening if we wanted to come fish. Said they’ve been catching limits every time out, nothing huge but truly great fish and perfect eaters. They’re down near the bottom but once they find the schools the catching is as Bill said is, plentiful.” Said Luke Clayton. “If you have any room in your freezer, I suspect this will be a good way to fill that empty space with striper fillets.” “As a matter of fact, I do

I have frequently stated the Choctaw Hunting Lodge, owned by the Choctaw Nation in southeastern Oklahoma, is one of my favorite places on Earth. I love the land and life it supports both wildlife and human. I head whenever there is an opportunity. “I’m not sure I believe what I am seeing! Is it really you?” chided Dusty Vickrey manager of the Choctaw Nation’s Choctaw Hunting Lodge. “You are actually leaving your handgun and rifle in camp and going hunting with a TenPoint Cros

“Gracious! That was a good burger! But it didn’t taste quite like beef. What kind of meat was that?” Asked Luke Clayton while we gathered around the campfire on the Becker Bottom Ranch near Kaufman, Texas. Before anyone could answer Luke added, “Reminds me of elk!” I could see Edgar and David Cotton smile. “Pretty good guess. It’s from the elk I shot last October in Colorado.” Commented Edgar Cotton. “Surely delicious. But I’ve a question for y’all. Ever eat any meat from

“It’s starting to green up here on the ranch. Got time to help do a bit of spring cleanup? Whitetail does will be dropping fawn starting late May and into June. Turkey poults will be hatching about the same time. Mule deer, up here, will be having fawns in late June. Want to remove some hogs, but especially coyotes. And, I wouldn’t mind taking out some ‘coons as well. With all we’re doing on the ranch to improve habitat we’ve got room for a few more deer, both whitetail and m

“Shame the roe deer season is not open, will be another three weeks. That is a really good buck!” said Pedro Alarcon as we glassed a hillside while hunting ibex. “His tines are long, as is his main beam, and he is very massive. Notice how the coronas are big and look like they’re grown together.” I sat enthralled watching the buck as he fed. I knew his velvet covered antlers appeared bigger than they would be once the velvet came off, but still I could see he was a monster, t

My hunt in England had been an interesting one. It started with a visit to the Holland & Holland store in London, admiring guns I could only dream about and hold momentarily. Admittedly, I did get a bit of special treatment. At the time I was the hunting editor for Shooting Times magazine back in the states. As such I got to see guns being built, and even got to shoot a couple of gorgeous double rifles. If I sold my home back in Texas, plus all the guns I owned at the tim