Friday, June 17, 2011

Fishing Trip




With every bad hunting season comes a bad fishing season. Well if you know anything about the outdoors you know its not about how you did, but about who was there to share it with. My dad, Mike, Arron and myself got away for a little Father son Fishing trip. Trying our hand at night fishing on lake Laurel.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011



So finally got my new kayak and what do you know KY takes a 3 week break from rain.
I was never planning on buying a play boat but it was priced right and its kinda half and half.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Back To Elk Horn


Matt, Aaron, Jay, and me made our way back to Frankfort to kayak Elk Horn creek.

Matt, Aaron, Jay, and me made our way back to Frankfort to kayak Elk Horn creek.
Matt and I demoed a couple of new kayaks. I now know why there $1000.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Elk Horn

This was my trip to Frankfort KY Elk Horn Creek.

Elk Horn stays pretty calm, but after a good rain it can make things a little more exciting.

This is where we eddied out after turning the boat.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

2010 5 PT Buck


I can honestly call this the worst year of deer hunting. It was opening morning when this 5 pt buck wondered his way off the ridge down in to the same valley I had hunted the year before, following the scent of my VS1 rub I had set. I was hidden behind a makeshift blind I had set up. Once he realized he had been tricked by the Boarder Crossing VS1 stick he started back towards the woods. Not before I could get my gun up. With one shot this 5 pt basket rack buck hit the ground. This was the only deer taken off this Wolf County farm this year. The worst deer season ever.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Bird hunt


Hunting with Rick and troy

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This is just a little video I did of a bird hunt in Frankfort KY.

Friday, November 20, 2009

First Turkey


This was my first turkey shot in my own backyard during spring shotgun of 2009. Dad and me had heard these turkeys just about every morning. I setup on the feince line and waited. once I heard the first gobble I started calling them in. they came up behind me and crossed the feince at the top of the hill. I waited for a chance to get my gun up. I got the bead on the bigest one and shot.
Now I've been told several diffrent ways to go about this next part. You can just let them lay and die or you run out after them. I choose to run after mine. I wish dad could have been sitting on the back porch with a video camera. I could only imagine how fuuny i was running up and down this hill after this bird. As soon as I thought I had it down it would take off again.