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Hunter's Journal
By Jason Rieder I worked all night Saturday night, got off around 7 a.m. and began my drive to Georgia. I knew I wanted to hunt that evening, so I only stopped for breakfast and gas. I arrived at the ranch around 1 p.m. I got showered and headed to the stand closest to the…
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By Leo Coleman This year I drew my second-ever alligator tag. A Zone 4 tag was known to be a bit easier to get drawn, and I am fortunate to know some folks who allow access to hunt gators in the Zone. Pursuing gators in the dark is quite unlike any other hunting we’ve done.…
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By Casey Grover Like every year, we all wait on the email stating whether we were successful or not with being selected for an alligator tag for Georgia. In this case, numerous people were disappointed they weren’t selected, but two individuals were on the opposite end of the spectrum: Kyle Daniel and Sean Dudish. On…
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By Adam Reas So I was picked to go on the November rut hunt at Rum Creek WMA, which was a three-day hunt Nov. 9-11. I went up to Rum Creek on Wednesday, Nov. 8 and camped for three nights, but rain was in the forecast on the night of Nov. 11. I decided to…
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By Sheena Wilson I have been hunting for many years alongside my dad. Last August, I embarked on an alligator hunt, something I have been trying to do for six years. We started our journey on Friday morning, Aug. 17. We decided we would take our motor home, and we were planning on getting there…
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By Blake Brantley I have been an avid hunter for as long as I can recall. I grew up hunting deer, ducks and dove all around south Georgia with my father. Some of my fondest memories with my dad are of our trips to Lake Seminole to hunt ducks with Jack Wingate. I killed my first…
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By Nicole Hilliard This is the story of the unrelenting drive of a true hunter. Jeff Akins is truly an inspiration to all who have grown up in the great outdoors. Jeff resides in Raleigh, N.C. and lived a seemingly healthy life until the unspeakable happened. Jeff suffered a massive stroke during the prime of…
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By David Blan My father, Bruce Blan, went turkey hunting for the first time on opening day in 1992. Twenty six seasons and countless heartbreaks later, he finally killed his first gobbler. My dad has hunted with some of the best turkey hunters I know and has been on several guided hunts, but no one…
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By David Hornback My heart pounded, and I was short of breath as I made my stalk on this once-in-a-lifetime turkey. Knowing the gravity of the situation, the knot in my stomach tightened as I clipped my release on the string of my Mathews Triax bow. My hunt for this red phase turkey started during…
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By Elaine Gowan It was a day when the morning started off with a heavy fog mist, and my husband and I were invited to go deer hunting that afternoon on private land by a friend of ours. I contemplated whether I really wanted to take the chance of getting wet and cold. I almost…
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