Bears are like shadows in the forest--to quote a famous Idaho publication. They are cautious, shy, and seldom seen. Bears are omnivores of the highest order, preferring a patch of berries to hunting a deer, but never turning down a meal. They can be bold, they can be predictable, but for me, bears are most often a black butt running over a hill. Every now and then I get lucky in the woods and see a bear that[...]

The jackrabbit was only about 15 yards away when he stopped and gave me the stink eye. I had caught him slinking through the sage and he was now trying to determine if he should run or hold. He should have ran. I drew back my longbow and let my wooden arrow fly. It was wide right and I felt it, then as if by divine dumb luck my arrow glanced off a small twig and hooked left.[...]

The dirt two track was dusty and headed southeast toward a rock out-cropping known as the Rooster Comb. Under the shade of a few junipers and desert sage, we saw the flicker of ears. Dad and I froze. We had been gabbing it up for most of the walk and now we were busted. This was an unexpected place to find a group of four does feeding in the middle of the day, but hunting is all about[...]