Photo courtesy of Apple Creek Whitetails
The
thrill of killing a buck out of a tree pales in comparison to the thrill of
following a track and taking a buck face-to-face, on his own terms. It is a joy
that is unbelievable.
-Jim
About Me
- Jim Collyer
- I feel very fortunate to have been raised in a rural community nestled in the rugged mountains of Idaho. In my youth, the locals paid little attention to game laws and seasons. Back then everyone hunted for meat. There was a certain amount of red meat that was needed be brought in to get everyone through the winter and we hunted until that supply was met. Hunting wasn’t for sport. It was for survival. We killed a lot deer. Those were the run, gun, and grin days of hunting here in Idaho. I loved every minute of it. Times have changed. Those days are gone. But I would like to thank all the old-timers who so freely shared their hunting lore and secret spots with me. The lessons have not been forgotten. Thank you all.
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