About Robb Sager

The author and his bowhunting family make their home in Red Lodge, Montana.

Fumble Fingers – A Treestand Feature

Most everyone has had a case of the Fumble Fingers from time to time. Here are a few funny and frustrating fumbles by Robb Sager The Startling "Bear" I lowered the predator call from my lips while scanning the dense timber. A cool evening breeze rippled the leaves causing a sea of motion [...]

Fumble Fingers – A Treestand Feature2025-05-30T08:36:06-06:00

A Sheep for Andrea

Cresting the ridge, we crouched behind a juniper tree. I whispered to my wife Andrea, “We should move up to the next bush and the ram might walk out from between those junipers just beyond.” We checked to confirm that the ram was out of sight, and moved as quietly as we could [...]

A Sheep for Andrea2021-05-17T11:11:31-06:00

Date Night

As a married man with children I sometimes feel the need to spend some quality time with my wife but without the kids. We sometimes go to a nice restaurant or on a walk around town. When hunting season arrives we make arrangements for a baby-sitter and head out hunting together. My friends [...]

Date Night2018-04-06T18:51:50-06:00

A Little Girl, A Coyote and Two Antelope

I fumbled with my binoculars to look at the buck as he ran. I could see that he was hit hard. He ran over the dam for 80 yards, stopped, and lay down. At this point I turned my attention to the doe. I had seen her run over the dam as well, [...]

A Little Girl, A Coyote and Two Antelope2018-04-06T16:46:31-06:00
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