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Crazy thing happened to me over the holidays. I met GON freelance writer Donald Jarrett in the GON parking lot. That’s alone is not crazy, but the happenstance, circumstances and connections turned that random meeting into something very special. I also met his Donald’s son Devereaux. Still not getting it? If I didn’t walk out…
By Mike Simmons A few friends of mine and I got selected for this year’s B.F. Grant WMA quota hunt in Putnam County from Nov. 1-3. We had attended this hunt two years ago, and although we did not see very many deer during that hunt due to the prevailing drought and uncharacteristically hot weather,…
My sabbatical away from a GON desk and the 9-5 Monday-Friday grind has come to a close. When I came to work for GON in 1998, I was a single man and hunted or fished pretty much every weekend of the year. But then came the wife in 2002, the first kid in 2004, the second…
I experienced something on Sunday, Dec. 16 that I bet most deer hunters have never seen before. There was a group of 20 or so of us winding down from a weekend of deer and hog hunting with 30-30 Ministries in Houston County. Our five Camper kids had done well, taking two bucks, three does…
“Cochran, you just need to kill a deer.” Those were the words that Brad Gill spoke in our discussion about me not being sure if I was ever going to sit in my spacious blind again. It was difficult for me to come to terms that I injured a buck and was not able to…
On Sunday, I had to say goodbye, not to a pet or even worse a friend or family member. This was just a monetary thing, but it was still sad to say goodbye. A man from Summerville, who was accompanied by his 44-year-old son, left Putnam County the proud new owner of my dad’s 1974…
By Justin Lance Benton is my son who is 8 years old. He killed his first deer last season, a doe. Early this year during youth week he was able to bag another mature doe. Since that time, he has been determined to kill his first buck. We have hunted almost every weekend Saturday and…
I would like to start this post off with a little background information that I do hope to fully write about later on. This is my first year bowhunting and the first year that I am hunting alone. How I began bowhunting, let alone the reason I have my bow, deserves an article by itself,…
I bleed black with my red. You can hate my love for UGA, no worries. Good ol’ fashioned hate, I get it. I’m super proud of those college kids who fought so hard, and grateful that we have a football team that’s been championship relevant for two straight seasons. Saying they have been relevant is…
It was just past sunset on Monday, Nov. 26 when a call came in from my associate pastor Josh about a Putnam County deer he couldn’t find. I started in on my usual line of questioning when someone calls in need of my little tracking dog, Lilly. “Gun or bow? In a stand or on the…
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