You can never predict what will show up in front of your ground blind or treestand. In my own experience, I’ve cursed at trespassing hunters, dog walkers, motorcross riders, snowmobilers, stray dogs and cats, and escaped cows and horses. And one time I found a basketball in a cattail swamp 1.5 miles deep in a public walk-in-only hunting area in Wisconsin. How the heck did that get there?

Anyone who lives in black bear country knows first-hand that these creatures are capable of destroying bird feeders and getting into all sorts of other trouble. But this trouble usually stays outside.

Ever had yellow jackets or other types of wasps in your box blind? It seems like every deer season I have to kill more of the damn things when the cool evening temps force them to search for shelter. I hate ‘em!

The Internet is full of clever marriage proposals, but this one should appeal to you as a hunter. Check out this week's video to see how Trevor, an Illinois whitetail fanatic, recorded his proposal to his girlfriend, Makenzie, on a Moultrie M-80 scouting cam.

I’ve seen my share of archery trick shots—in person and on TV and the Internet—but this one strikes me as especially impressive.

I grew up playing with LEGOs, but I was never talented enough to build such amazing toy guns as those of LEGO guns mastermind, Jack Streat.

Losing a blood-trail is depressing and frustrating, and although it’s part of big-game pursuits, it’s something every hunter hates. The video I’m highlighting today isn’t humorous or awe-inspiring—in fact, it shows “yours truly” at the archery range talking about shot placement.

Super slow motion enables you to see things like never before, and this week I’m showcasing a video from someplace even hotter: California.

Raising a newly built tower stand into position can be dicey, especially for do-it-yourselfers with limited equipment. But as this week's "Killing Time" video shows, where there’s a will, there’s a way.

During the summer of 1992, I worked as a fishing guide with Bristol Bay Lodge in Alaska. Most of my time was spent at an outpost camp that consisted of a single 10x20-foot tent. Because my tent was set on a gravel bar peninsula of the Togiak River, I often had to deal with hungry brown bears. Thankfully, they weren’t interested in the meat and potatoes I stored in my tent (no trees to hang a food pack). Instead, they fished for live salmon or chewed on the dead ones that washed ashore.