Light a Fire This Valentine’s Day
February 1, 2012 by Jenny Romanin · Leave a Comment
It’s that time of year once again…. It’s just around the corner… The holiday often dreaded because you don’t know what to get your lover. Valentine’s Day is only a couple weeks away. Time is running out to get them a special something to “light a fire” and show that you care!
Ladies… Are you pondering what to get your huntin’ hunny this year? Guys, still lost on what you get your huntress hottie? No need to fret!
How about our sexy lingerie that will work as a gift for both!
We have lingerie in several styles, patterns and colors that can bring spark to your evening of romance. CollegiateCamo will be offering a special on lingerie through Feb 15th. In order to get your 20% off be sure to use discount code “heart20” at the check out when you purchase our “hot” Wilderness Dreams Lingerie for your Valentine.
Get the Heck out of Missouri
December 29, 2011 by DaveWest · Leave a Comment
This trip to Nevada actually started in Arkansas at the “World Duck Calling” Championship. My buddy was headed back to Nevada and the invitation to tag along to hunt was irresistible.
After 27 hours of driving we reached Fallon Nevada; the nearest town to good hunting. The first day was spent scouting waterfowl; mainly ducks and Tundra swans.
Sometimes it happens like this and the first day of hunting was a bust…we zeroed out.
The next day made up for it. This was the first time I had swan hunted; it’s not legal to hunt swans in Missouri & Kansas where I spend most of my hunting time so this was exciting.
We used about 40 floating swan decoys and a special swan call by Allan Stanley Game Calls.
Our calling was successful. They are BIG birds! What’s cool is that the ducks in Nevada follow around the swans since the swans dig up the food from the bottom. Most of the time if you find swans there are plenty of ducks, too.
The limit for the season was two swans and I shot my first one the second day of hunting and my 2nd
was taken the 3rd day out.
On the 2nd day there were 5 of us hunting and 5 swans were shot which was the most my buddy had ever seen killed in one day. We were all victorious.
Then the rest of the fun followed…the feast was great. The swans were marinated in Italian dressing and teriyaki sauce and then grilled.
Nope…doesn’t taste like chicken but more like steak.
This trip is one I would recommend to any waterfowl hunter.
Tundra Swan
Outdoorsman’s Style: “Night Before Christmas”
December 24, 2011 by Jenny Romanin · Leave a Comment
Twas the night before Christmas and all though the house,
I was cleaning and prepping the Christmas dinner grouse.
Tired, I turned on the TV to the Outdoor Channel to see,
The committed ducks that the Commander promised me.
I grabbed me some chips and popped a top on a cold beer,
As I drooled over the screen covered by the huge whitetail deer.
I glanced out the window across the man cave with glee,
HOLY SMOKES! there was trophy deer standing under the tree.
I grabbed my Browning BAR 30-06 and started to sneak,
Because I knew very well my family were all sound asleep.
I stalked across the yard for a better shot, my heart filled with hope,
To get the huge buck in the crosshairs of my seasoned scope.
Then I heard the old man, “Shoot my star reindeer and you’re dead.”
My kids would be mad if I put a 180 grain in that buck’s head!
The old man gleamed and said, “Buck Fever gets the best of us Boss.”
“I’m the fat guy from the greater North they call Santa Claus.”
My thoughts changed to holly and I smiled back at old Saint Nick,
I didn’t want him to think I was just some backwoods, dumb hick.
The guy looked plum tuckered so I asked if he needed a hand,
With hopes to discover a Parker bow or brand new tree stand.
He nodded with a smile and reached out his Grizzly Bear sized paw,
He looked towards the house, worrying that someone just saw.
I knew what his worries were, and like him I had some of mine
If my wife saw what I just did she’d put me in a box made of pine
The house stood silent, everyone still asleep, bless our good luck
Thank the lord that I didn’t take the shoot on St. Nick’s bold buck
We rushed back to work, bringing in the presents one by one,
When we were finished we clinked our glasses to a job well done.
He assured that my mishap would be a secret put to rest,
Like a kid I once again believed, knowing his word was the best.
We polished off every Christmas cookie in the house and he left for his sleigh
Before I had the chance He and his reindeer were up, up and away….
But I heard him exclaim, “Keep good will in your sight,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”
Traditions
December 12, 2011 by MattTruesdale · Leave a Comment
It is 5:00 am in the morning as I begin to hike down the trail in the pitch black of the early morning. There are men to the front and back of me but nobody says a word to each other as the rain begins to fall. We all know what we’re about to go through. The sounds of ammunition bouncing in pockets and the smell of dead wood engulf my senses. Awaiting us at the end of the trail is a 60 degree grade mountain that we must climb, and that is only the beginning.
As I continue to trudge through the woods toward the mountain side my mind races with the thought of how I will be able to encompass this experience into a blog. There are many aspects to this story but only one item particular that resurfaces with each thought of the Tau Phi Delta bear drives, and that is tradition. Let’s face it. Traditions, especially for outdoorsmen, are a part of life. Whether your tradition is hunting family land, going on the yearly fishing trip with friends, or even playing a particular card game at camp, every outdoor enthusiast has their particular traditions that they are proud to be involved in and pass down to others.
Before I continue to story above, please allow me to give you some background information. Tau Phi Delta is a fraternity at Penn State University that is focused and geared toward outdoorsmen. TPD has a fraternity house two blocks from campus that reflects the aura of a hunting camp. Wood paneled walls, buck and bear mounts that adorn the walls, and beautiful fireplace all add to the ambience. Tau Phi Delta, also known as Tree House, came into existence in 1922 and has been a unique and hidden treasure at Penn State for many outdoorsmen. The tradition of the Tau Phi Delta bear drives dates back to 1974 and continues to live on to this day. If you would like to learn more about Tau Phi Delta you can check out their website by going to http://www.tauphidelta.org.
It is now 5:15 and we drop the 10 posters off along the trail to set the line as the rest of us continue to hike. Eventually we reach the beginning of the first drive line. Welcome to hell. At this point there is no turning back. Each member of the drive team will soon learn their fate of having to either fight the rhododendron near the bottom of the mountainside or climb the steep and rocky passage to the top as numbered tokens are selected at random from a Crown Royal bag. I select number 2 and will have to fight the nearly quarter mile wall of rhododendron as we drive to the posters.
The drive line is finally ready to begin as the sun begins to peak through the canopy of the Eastern Hemlocks. “LET’S DO THiS!!!” the driver above me yells out as the drive begins. A thick, massive, intertwined, disgusting barrier of the tallest rhododendron you could imagine faces me, and I begin to fight. At different points throughout the drive I was falling down, upside down, on my stomach, backwards, and every which way you could imagine, just trying to make my way forward. “AAAAYYYY OOOOHHHH!” I hear from both drivers above and below me, I could tell that I am still in the drive line and doing well. Just then, I am hit in the face with a briar bush and blood slowly starts to trickle down my face.
We are halfway through the drive. It is at this point I start to question myself as I do every year. Why am I doing this? Just as I finish trying to answer my own question and I trip to the ground again as I hear a loud gunshot, followed by two more! “SHOOT THAT BASTARD!” “GET EM!” “LET’S GO GUYS!” A bear is in the drive and I am quickly reminded why I put myself through this every year as the excitement and adrenaline course through my veins. These drives are a total team effort that cannot be matched or recreated by any other hunting adventure.
As we get closer to the post line a call rings out in a soft voice on the radio, “bear down”. There is only a short amount of hell to traverse until the end of the drive. I’m out! I race over to get the story of what happened from a poster, as if it is a play-by-play of a college football game. Just as the story finishes we hear down below, “It’s over here!” A 250 lbs brute of a bear lies dead at our feet as handshakes and high fives make their way throughout the entire group. As we make our way down of the side of the mountain we snap a picture, tag the bear, and begin another drive.
We got lucky, in a sense as not all drives are like this. A large majority of the time the bears are either able to elude us or have already moved to a different location before we begin. Many people think we are crazy to put ourselves through 4 days of this agony and pain. But until you have been on a drive line and hear those gunshots ring out when you think all hope is lost, you will never understand.
Duck Calling at Its Finest
December 11, 2011 by Jenny Romanin · Leave a Comment
The Annual Duck Festival in Stuttgart, Arkansas was held November 19th through the 27th of 2011. This is a festival filled with a carnival, Duck Gumbo, a series of calling contests and many more activities for those of all ages.
The first National Duck Calling Contest was initiated in Stuttgart, Arkansas on November 24, 1936 linked with the annual Arkansas Rice Carnival. The first contest had a total of 17 contestants and Thomas E. Walsh won the contest without a duck call. Herman Callouet was the only other individual that repeated this phenomenon once more in 1942. The first and only lady to ever win the contest was Pat Peacock in 1955 and 1956. It has evolved throughout the past 76 years and has turned into a spectacular, now worldwide contest. World Championship Duck Calling Contest flocks in thousands of sportsmen and sportswomen annually from all over the nation each year.
Once again, several of our Pro-Staffers attended and competed in the calling contest. Grant Moore (CollegiateCamo ProStaff) was the Champion Duck Caller winning the Texas State Championship Duck Calling Contest on June 25, reserving him a spot at World’s. Grant’s passion sang out as he blew his Echo duck call. His dad proudly watched and supported him; for a rookie he held is own. “I’m glad that I got to attend as a contestant and this has lit a fire in me.” Grant continues with plans of getting more competitive in contests to come. We are all very proud of you Mr. Moore! Congratulations to the winner of this year’s annual World Championship Duck Calling Contest Mr. Antonio Jones of White Hall, Arkansas.
Results and Pictures courtesy of Stuttgart, Arkansas
http://www.stuttgartarkansas.org/index.php?fuseaction=p0010.&mod=33
Past World Champion Duck Callers:
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1936 – THOMAS WALSH Greenville, Mississippi 1937 – HARRY R. WIEMAN Stuttgart, Arkansas 1938 – HARRY R. WIEMAN Stuttgart, Arkansas 1939 – KENNETH McCOLLUM Stuttgart, Arkansas 1940 – W.H. CLAYPOOL Memphis, Tennessee 1941 – M.T. McCOLLUM Stuttgart, Arkansas 1942 – HERMAN CALLOUET Greenville, Mississippi 1943 – CLYDE HANCOCK Stuttgart, Arkansas 1944 – HOWARD T. CONREY Stuttgart, Arkansas 1945 – D.M. “Chick” MAJOR Stuttgart, Arkansas 1946 – LOUIS “Red” WILHELM Stuttgart, Arkansas 1947 – J.E. “Jake” GARTNER Stuttgart, Arkansas 1948 – J.E. “Jake” GARTNER Stuttgart, Arkansas 1949 – J.E. “Jake” GARTNER Stuttgart, Arkansas 1950 – HERB PARSONS Somerville, Tennessee 1951 – HERB PARSONS Somerville, Tennessee 1952 – W.C. COWAAN Memphis, Tennessee 1953 – FRED PARNELL Baton Rouge, Louisiana 1954 – ART BEAUCHAMP Flint, Michigan 1955 – PAT PEACOCK Stuttgart, Arkansas 1956 – PAT PEACOCK Stuttgart, Arkansas 1957 – W.C. CROSS Greenwood, Mississippi 1958 – W.C. CROSS Greenwood, Mississippi 1959 – JAMES FERNANDEZ Port Arthur, Texas 1960 – ED LANDRETH Joplin, Missouri 1961 – PETE CLAETT Kansas City, Missouri 1962 – CHARLES STEPAN Port Arthur, Texas 1963 – MEL DeLANG Burlington, Iowa 1964 – MICK LACY Knoxville, Illinois 1965 – JOHN LISTON Knoxville, Illinois 1966 – JOHN LISTON Knoxville, Illinois 1967 – FRED HARVEY Glesburg, Illinois 1968 – EDWARD L. HOLT North Little Rock, Arkansas 1969 – EDWARD L. HOLT North Little Rock, Arkansas 1970 – EDWARD L. HOLT North Little Rock, Arkansas 1971 – LARRY LARGENT Shelton, Nebraska 1972 – BUTCH RICHENBACK Stuttgart, Arkansas 1973 – MIKE McLEMORE Hendersonville, Tennessee |
1974 – MIKE McLEMORE Hendersonville, Tennessee 1975 – MIKE STARKS Little Rock, Arkansas 1976 – TREY CRAWFORD North Little Rock, Arkansas 1977 – MIKE McLEMORE Hallsville, Texas 1978 – RICHARD SCHULTZ Cedar Rapids, Iowa 1979 – VERNARD SOLOMON Marshall, Texas 1980 – DAN SPRAGUE Buffalo, Iowa 1981 – DAVID STARKS Stuttgart, Arkansas 1982 – SAM HOEPER Grandview, Missouri 1983 – DON ANSLEY Nashville, Tennessee 1984 – DAVID STARKS Stuttgart, Arkansas 1985 – MIKE KELLER Kansas City, Missouri 1986 – TREY CRAWFORD Mayflower, Arkansas 1987 – DAVID JAYNE Clovis, California 1988 – JOHNNY MAHFOUZ Stuttgart, Arkansas 1989 – BARNIE CALEF Cedar Rapids, Iowa 1990 – ROY RHODES Germantown, Tennessee 1991 – TIM GESCH Woodruff, Wisconsin 1992 – BLAKE HAYNES Pine Bluff, Arkansas 1993 – TREY CRAWFORD Mayflower, Arkansas 1994 – BUCK GARDNER Collierville,Tennesee 1995 – JOHN STEPHENS Stuttgart,Arkansas 1996 – JIM JAMES Omaha,Nebraska 1997 – RICK DUNN Beebe,Arkansas 1998 – JOHN STEPHENS Stuttgart,Arkansas 1999 – BARNIE CALEF Cedar Rapids, Iowa 2000 – BARNIE CALEF Cedar Rapids,Iowa 2001 – BRENT EASLEY East End, Arkansas 2002 – BERNIE BOYLE Danville, Iowa 2003 – TODD COPLEY Des Moines, Iowa 2004 – BERNIE BOYLE Danville, Iowa 2005 – JOHN STEPHENS Stuttgart, Arkansas 2006 -J IM RONQUEST Holly Grove, Arkansas 2007 – JODY NICCUM Osawatomie, Kansas 2008 – RYAN NOLAN Roland, Oklahoma 2009 – MIKE ANDERSON Mankato, Minnesota 2010 – BRAD ALLEN Judsonia, Arkansas 2011 – ANTONIO JONES White Hall, Arkansas |
2011 World Championship
WORLD CONTEST – Queen Mallard Samantha Spicer, World Champion Antonio Jones of White Hall, Arkansas; First Runner-up Robbie Iverson of Ottawa, Illinois; Second Runner-up Brad Allen of Judsonia, Arkansas; and Third Runner-up Dusty Banner of Grain Valley, Missouri
2011 Women’s World Championship
WOMEN’S WORLD – Champion Madison Heflin of Pine Bluff, Arkansas; First Runner-up Allison Stone of Stuttgart, Arkansas; Second Runner-up Lauren Engelkes of Stuttgart, Arkansas; and Third Runner-up Priscilla Bates of Dyersburg, Tennessee
2011 Intermediate World Championship
INTERMEDIATE WORLD – Champion Dan Goetz of St. Louis, Missouri; and First Runner-up Will Nanney of Gleason, Tennessee; Second Runner-up Tate Douglas of Harrisville, Utah; and Third Runner-up Alex Hodges of South Rockwood, Minnesota
2011 Junior World Championship
JUNIOR WORLD – Champion Reece Stephens of Stuttgart, Arkansas; First Runner-up Kolby Johnson of Jackson, Tennessee; Second Runner-up Rusty Gros of Marerro, Louisiana; and Third Runner-up Hunter Nanney of Dumas, Mississippi
2011 Junior Women’s World Championship
JUNIOR WOMEN’S WORLD – Champion Connor Konecny of Stuttgart, Arkansas; First Runner-up Chole Lane of Stuttgart, Arkansas; Second Runner-up Shea Longnecker of Stuttgart, Arkansas; and Third Runner-up Hope Chastain of Stuttgart, Arkansas
2011 Senior World’s Championship
SENIOR WORLD – Champion Craig Guillaume of Council Bluffs, Iowa; First Runner-up Wayne Betts of Rogers, Arkansas; Second Runner-up Johnny “Boo” Mahfouz of Stuttgart, Arkansas; and Third Runner-up Butch Richenback of Stuttgart, Arkansas
2011 Chick & Sophie Major Memorial
CHICK AND SOPHIE MAJOR – Winner Gavin Roberts of Greenbrier, Arkansas; Frist Runner-up Joseph Gentry of Eads, Tennessee; Second Runner-up Tyler Smith of North Little Rock, Arkansas; and Third Runner-up Seth Hartman of Leawood, Kansas
2011 Last Chance Regional
LAST CHANCE – Winner Blake Haynes of White Hall, Arkansas; First Runnerup Scott Stokes of Winslow, Arkansas; Second Runner-up Kent Cullum of Monette, Arkansas; and Third Runner-up Gavin Roberts of Greenbrier, Arkansas.
Keep those Boys Happy
December 5, 2011 by Jenny Romanin · Leave a Comment
Hey Ladies!
It’s that time of year once again… Your man is constantly up at all hours… Not answering his phone… Disappearing with the sun… Showing up covered in mud and blood… And he’s always with his buddies.
Where has he been? Well he’s been out in the field, in a blind or on a boat and why you may ask… Because it’s hunting season. This can be a roller coaster of emotion for him. Either he had a great day and filled his tag or reached his limit or he may not have seen anything with a heart beat all day. I’m gonna let you in on the top ten ways to show some love to your hunter this season.
10.) Make a photo album of his best and favorite hunts. It will give him bragging rights with proof, plus lets you in on some of the excitement.
9.) Make some room in the shower to put a bottle of Scent-Lok Body and Hair Wash next to your Herbal Essence and fruity body scrub. He’ll appreciate the thought.
8.) Instead of spending the evening watching Dancing with the Stars or Lifetime give him the remote and suggest watching OLN, Pursuit or any other Outdoor Network Channel that you get and take the time to watch it with him. You may learn something new.
7.) Brew him a hot cup of Joe in the Morning with a thermos To-Go. Pack him some quiet snacks too.
6.) Instead of getting him another tie or something he’ll not be excited to use for Christmas… Do some research, look for things he’ll need for future hunts or for preparing for a hunt. He may need some new broadheads, a scope or decoys. He’ll be impressed by your hidden skills.
5.) Surprise him when he gets home by modeling a Naked North® Snow Chemise by Weber’s Wilderness Deams that you just bought.
4.) Remember those flowers that he bought you “just because”? Go ahead and research the type of ammo that he shoots frequently. Buy him a box or two and leave them somewhere obvious where he will find them, “just because”…
3.) Don’t get mad when he talks about the massive racks he’s be seeing lately, especially on his way home… He’s talking about the deer or elk.
2.) Find a good recipe for his freshly killed harvest. The best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
And finally….
1.) Show interest in his passion for hunting and the outdoors. While he enjoys the time for male bonding, most likely he wants to share that experience with you too.
Born with Buck Fever
November 21, 2011 by Ryan Mason · Leave a Comment
First, in order for anyone to appreciate this achievement, I think I need to start with a little bit of background on my life long quest for my first antlered buck.
When I was a youngster growing up in St. Louis I didn’t have anyone to take me hunting. No one in my family hunted and I had no idea where to start. My interest in hunting was born from my attraction to guns. As a kid I confounded my parents by asking for gun magazines. This was when I was really young–still in the single digit age.
Sadly around this time in my life, the tragedies of school shootings like Columbine occurred and my parents were reluctant to introduce me to gun sports; especially considering the fact that they didn’t have any experience with guns. However, they said that my passion couldn’t be dismissed and agreed to support me. Eventually this passion grew to include whitetail hunting. I began to hunt them when I reached high school.
During high school I was very involved with sports. I was wrestling team captain and started varsity on the football team. These obligations really hurt my time spent in the woods. However in my senior year I got the chance to hunt opening deer weekend in northern Missouri.
Talk about “saving the best for last”. In the last 30 minutes of the last day remaining in the season I harvested a button buck at 10 yards. He just happened to be running through a grass field directly in front of me. He appeared so quickly, just as I was trying to scare up anything due to the time ticking down. There’s just nothing like your first deer! I was so proud of that deer that I didn’t stop smiling for weeks.
The next big step in my life was college. I enrolled here at Mizzou and that was when I really got hardcore about hunting and got a bow.
Even with the strides I’d made on my own in hunting and now as a big college student, those first few years hunting while at college were difficult to say the least. I was still in the same jam and had no one to teach or mentor me to improve my hunting skills. It was all trial and error. I hunted almost every day of the season passing in and out of my room at the dorms to hunt. I would walk out of the dorm at 4am in full camo as the drunk frat boys and sorority girls were attempting to stumble back to their beds. I had many a laugh at their conditions and I’m sure they had a few laughs at me. To this day, I still think I had the better idea.
Working on my own and committed as ever, those first three years at college brought about success with a few more gun kills but in my heart I still had not achieved the goal…I had no bucks and no bow kills.
You know what they say about timing; finally in early October 2009 I found myself in the right place at the right time. I set up on a tree line where there was a transition area between a bedding spot and a corn field. My mind was wandering as I sat contemplating the career fair I had to go to the next day which of course would interfere with my day in the field. Just then, I caught movement headed my way. A few does slipped out of the brush like ghosts at 50 yards. It amazed me how quietly and gracefully they moved as I watched them head my way. After debating as to whether or not to take my shot, a big doe stopped broadside at 15 yards. This made the choice very easy for me. My Rage broad head tore through her and stuck in the ground on the other side. “I had done it!!” but it wasn’t going to be that simple with rain rolling in, but no matter, I began to track. After a few hours and 300+ yards I finally found her. Again I felt the overwhelming pride that only a hunter can know. One of my goals had just been fulfilled.
Now, forward to November 4th 2011, where the excitement really begins. The day was not the best for hunting. I was desperate to get to the field to have success in the kill but wasn’t very optimistic.
It was over 60 degrees as I put on my camo and headed to the stand. I was hoping it would cool down early and justify the full body suit I chose to wear, but that was not the case. I was sweating “like a pig” by the time I got to my stand. To cover my stink, I chose to spray down a second time with de-scent and placed my deer decoy in the best spot. Then I drenched a generous amount of buck urine to the decoy hoping to anger the nearby “Booner” (Boone & Crockett) and make him come on in. (I thought to myself if I smelled like that buck urine I would be mad too… back to the story.)
After over an hour of sitting nothing had wandered out and frustration was nearing an all time level. Just about the same level that I have been experiencing this season as a Mizzou football fan!
Suddenly the hour seemed short as an 8 pointer popped out of the brush at about 200 yards. My blood ran with a renewed vigor as I reached for the buck growl. When I called to him he began to trot my direction. When he got to 100 yards he stopped like he had seen a ghost. Huh? He stared at my decoy for every bit of 20 minutes before moving off to my left. Curious? As I glassed him it all began to make sense as I noticed another shape back in the draw moving towards him. It was an even bigger buck.
When the new buck on the block moved forward and out of the brush my heart just about gave out. He was a much bigger deer. His beautiful 8 point frame glistened in the sun as he moved. I again reached for the grunt call and began a slightly aggressive dialogue with the bruiser. I snort wheezed at him. Then he put on a show as he walked to a nearby tree and began to rake it mercilessly with his rack then with a snort he walked away.
I was as excited as a 13 year old girl at a Justin Bieber concert! He began to walk out of sight and I thought my hunt was done. Just as I was trying to calm down and think of moving on, I heard something coming at me. At first I thought it was a squirrel. But when I heard the “squirrel” start to work a scrape and rub a tree I knew it had to be “him” returning. (It’s funny how much I pray to God when a big deer is involved; I asked for just one chance to shoot.) I got it under control. He stepped out of the brush in front of me at 25 yards. I didn’t hesitate. I drew my bow as I saw him start to clear and let the arrow fly.
Success! I was so excited I lost it! I threw my fist in the air like a conquering general and desperately looked around hoping to see that someone had been watching. Alas no luck there. No crowds, no applause, no touchdown…just my dream fulfilled!
The next morning came and I had the adrenalin going to look for him. Long story short I tracked for 200+ yards following sparse blood but finally found him in a cedar thicket. The shot had been perfect, just behind the shoulder with a double lung hit. It’s amazing what a rutting buck can take during early November. He wouldn’t be a “Booner” nor a potential “Pope and Young” deer, but he is my first buck EVER, and I got him with my bow. He is the 4th bow kill of the year for me including 2 does and a turkey. I couldn’t be more proud!
My Hunting Season Woes Continue
November 15, 2011 by Brad Tansey · Leave a Comment
This season has definitely been a challenge so far. Since I started filming my hunts for Tree Stand Buddy’s Game On, I haven’t been able to get on a single buck all season!
With college, it’s hard for me to find time to get in the woods. But when I do, I’m making every effort to make an Ohio buck famous. I’ve even went down to West Virginia to hunt. But as you can guess it, I’ve struck out so far.
The land I’m hunting is well-known for big deer. We’ve been seeing multiple deer that would make Pope & Young. The problem is, they’re nowhere near me or my video camera.
With winter break quickly approaching, you better believe the majority of my time is going to be spent trying to connect on a deer. I still have a few months, but sometimes it starts to get frustrating. For example, this past weekend, I climbed a tree near a bedding area I’ve had success at over the years.
There’s a well-used trail 20 yards from me. About 4:45 p.m. (it gets dark around 5:15, so it’s prime time) a woman wearing an orange vest riding a horse comes trotting down the trail right past my tree. Now, a few people have permission to be on this land, and it’s not my land to say anything, so the only thing I could do was stare in disbelief.
I guess that’s just been the story of my season so far. I’m not going to let it stop me from trying, but sometimes a guy just needs to catch a break! By writing this blog entry, I’ve found more drive to get a kill on camera. Don’t worry, if I do, you’ll know all about it.
Sassy Shooters….Do You Know One?
November 3, 2011 by Jenny Romanin · Leave a Comment
Written by CollegiateCamo Pro-Staff Jenny Romanin
More and more women are being seen in the outdoors and they are an audience that is a hot topic. Times are changing and while shooting is typically seen as a male dominated sport and industry, ladies are making their stiletto tracks and adding their special touches. There have been an increase amount of ranges across the country that provide a “Ladies Day,” conservation groups that sponsor hunts for the female gender and there are more women run organizations within the sporting industry. Manufactures have found a new niche and are producing items that are more “female friendly” to help those estrogens infused individuals.
I grew up in the outdoors and have always had a passion for the fresh smelling scent and the pursuit of critters. In that time I have seen a swell in women’s hunting apparel, gun education and safety classes geared towards ladies and an overall more initiative for us ladies to get involved. These aspects have definitely helped reduced the intimidation factor and accommodate our differences from males. Us girls can go out with our pink nail polish and sparkly earrings and still be our feminine selves in a male dominated sport and industry.
In collegiate shooting I have seen bedazzled out apparel, zebra print guns, pink grips and countless other creative and unique touches to bring a gal’s style to the field. These accentuates have helped make the shooting sports more appealing to ladies, especially since you don’t have to look or smell like a guy to enjoy it.
Remember ladies… Keep it Sassy!
CollegiateCamo Fall Football Promo
September 29, 2011 by CollegiateCamo · 1 Comment
Who will be the winners of the biggest college football games this year? Will your team’s win give you the big discount?
We are so excited about college football this fall that we want to involve all our fans in our Fall Football Promo! There is no better way to show your loyalty to your team and passion for the outdoors than to “drive the pride” with CollegiateCamo outdoor themed college decals!
Each week we at CollegiateCamo will choose one or more big college football games and whichever team wins, their loyal fans will receive a 20% discount on all that team’s CollegiateCamo decals for a full week following the game!
Keep an eye on CollegiateCamo here on our blog, on Twitter or on Facebook to learn the discount code for your team that week!
Good luck to all the teams – and all the fans! With CollegiateCamo’s Fall Football Promo, college football fans win in more ways than one.
We’ve already got our big games selected for this week! Tune into your favorite college football team’s game this weekend, and if your team wins, come back to CollegiateCamo to collect your 20% off all their decals for the entire week following the game!
Texas Tech Red Raiders at Kansas Jayhawks
Kentucky Wildcats at Louisiana State Tigers
Auburn Tigers at South Carolina Gamecocks
Alabama Crimson Tide at Florida Gators
Nebraska Cornhuskers at Wisconsin Badgers
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