A couple of years ago, I shot a whitetail doe right at dusk. The shot looked pretty good in the fading light, and the deer bounded down the side of the mountain through the timber. I could hear the deer’s frantic escape in the dry leaves, and it sounded like she made it [...]
About Bill CarmanBill Carman has been chasing critters with his bow for over fifty years. He lives with his wife in Versailles, Kentucky, where he is teaching his grandchildren to bowhunt.
Listening, really listening, is an art form that takes practice. Some of the sounds we hear in the woods are nothing more than distracting noise that we sometimes try to ignore, some of the sounds are native to the environment and are enjoyable, even entertaining, and some are so subtle that we have [...]
I have been dancing with the wind most of my life. My mother told me that when I was a kid, I loved to chase bubbles floating on the breeze and run with a kite weaving back and forth as I giggled. I ran high school and college track, and had a love-hate [...]
I am not a gadget guy or an equipment junkie. I usually settle on a good solid tool for the job and stick with it until it wears out. For instance, I’ve been shooting the same bow for eleven years. I have others, but they are sitting on a bow rack gathering dust. [...]
I enjoy "freestyle" bowhunting. Several years ago I got tired of being tethered to specific stand locations and lock-on stands over food plots, funnels, and the like. I purchased a high quality, lightweight climbing treestand. There's a certain comfort in knowing exactly where you will be hunting on a given afternoon, and being able to sneak in and climb right up into your stand. But the freedom to wander the woods searching for hot locations, and being able to climb just about any tree based on wind direction and the fickle habits of whitetail deer is very attractive to me. I also do not use trail cameras. I'm somewhat electronically challenged, but the main reason is that I like surprises. Knowing exactly which deer will appear at what time would take away some of the fun of the hunt, the enjoyment of the chess match. One of my most memorable hunts involved a surprise. It was a beautiful late autumn afternoon. I hiked into a remote corner of my favorite public hunting area