Campfire Stories 2016-12-09T10:48:09+00:00

Campfire Stories

Hunting Stories from Traditional Bowhunting legends.

Last Day Luck

A return to the basic principles of bowhunting makes for a more enjoyable and successful hunt. It had been raining for three days, and the forest was soaked. I had not planned on [...]

Master of the Arts – An Interview with John Schulz

Here's a blast from the past! This article was published in the Oct/Nov 1994 issue of Traditional Bowhunter. A reader recently asked me to post it here for those of you who may [...]

Advanced Trade Point Techniques

In a recent issue of Traditional Bowhunter Magazine (TBM), Billy Berger had an article on how to make broadheads similar to the early trade points that were traded to Native Americans. (TBM Oct/Nov [...]

New Zealand Recurve Roar

All I can hear is my heart pounding in my chest, resonating into my head. My breathing is deep and shaky as I watch this huge figure emerge from the thick, wet scrub [...]


It was a hot, humid, early July morning in 1981. I was 13 years old and spending the week with my grandparents on their farm in southern Maine, and had just returned from [...]

3-10-5-20 Shooting Method

This is a method of shooting that I developed about 10 years ago. It is a simple way to learn how to shoot a recurve or longbow. The best part is that you [...]

Morning, Noon and Night: An Adventure with Stickbows

The morning started out much like the first few of our eight day elk hunt high in Idaho's back country. My partner Dave Stanley and I got up well before dawn, had breakfast, [...]

A Sagebrush Sasquatch Satire

"He stopped loving her todayyyyyy! They placed a wreath upon his doorrrrr. And soon they'll carry him awayyyyy, he stopped loving herrrr todayyyy." I giggle to myself as I see in my mind's [...]

From Beijing to Broadheads

Should I or shouldn't I? The question kept tumbling through my head. For the last five months I had been hosting a colleague and fellow biologist from Beijing, Dr. Jiliang Xu and it [...]

Ava’s Arrow

After my fourth notice from Wyoming Game and Fish in as many years telling me that I once again had missed the unit I really wanted to draw, I considered my options for [...]

I Felt Like A Bowhunter When I Felt Nothing At All

Like most bowhunters, I started out small; a hand-me-down recurve, a few scattered arrows, and limited knowledge passed down from my dad and an uncle. My dad was a traditional bowhunter, but back [...]

The Speed of the Longbow

Jake Hamilton belted it out on the radio as I drove into the fading darkness. There was something electric and alive that day that seemed to super charge the air and, as if [...]

Bowhunting the Deer of Sunny Spain

It was the last hour of our last hunting day. My brother and I were on our way home, and feeling defeated. Here we were, in the forests of our home country of [...]

A Visit to Custom Archery

In downtown Chicago, the intersection of Madison Avenue and State Street is the heart of the city. It is the dividing line between the north side and the south side, it separates the [...]

Javelina, Recurve and a Teenage Boy

The saying, "Don't judge a book by its cover" definitely applies to the South Texas brush country. At first glance it doesn't look like anything could survive in this dusty, dry, cactus-choked wasteland. [...]

Common Bowhunting Violations and How to Avoid Them

The dispatcher's voice crackled over the radio informing me of a trespasser on a local landowner's property. I quickly jotted down the description of the vehicle and headed that way. I found the pickup [...]

How to Can a Mule Deer

My good buddy John lives just over the hill in Rapid City, South Dakota, and let me tell you, he makes the best canned venison I've ever tried. One of these days I'm [...]

A Freak Shot and a Freak Deer

The freak shot and the freak deer incidents didn't happen the same year. The shot came first. The year was 1942 when Lawrence Becker of Madison, Wisconsin, made what he called a "freak [...]

Hunting Stingrays; Learning From a Pioneer

The small skiff motored ahead through an increasingly stiffening headwind as the archers strained to see through the choppy surface and murky depths. Suddenly, one of the bowmen shouted “RAY” and pointed starboard with [...]

Medicine Bow Buck

He stared at me, straight through me it seemed, as I crouched in the soft undergrowth, nearly in fetal position gripping my longbow behind a primitive blind made of dead sticks and pine [...]

In The Eye of the Beholder

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not much different from the average hunter. I, too, occasionally love to take a buck or a bull that would demand the envy of everyone, to know that [...]