You can’t have this much fun going to Walmart on a Saturday! One afternoon in Canada with Wild Valley Outfitters, and it did not take long to get western. By the time the dust settled, Geese and ducks were on the ground before dark.
Georgia rifle season, early December, and the annual Buck Daze whitetail deer hunt in Damascus, Georgia. Michael Lee and Trey Wetherington. Full rut, bucks on their feet, and a camp full of guys hoping the streak stays alive.
Georgia rifle season, cool afternoon, and sneaking into a spot we’d never hunted before. Scrapes were everywhere, deer were moving, and it felt like one of those evenings where something might happen if you just stayed ready. Then it all happened fast.
The Georgia rifle season is officially open, and we are back at camp getting everything ready and checking stands, filling feeders, keeping hogs out, watching the weather, and trying to stay ahead of the chaos that always comes with opening week.
From packing back home to the first morning in the field, this trip had it all: laughter, record numbers, freezing temps, and a sky that went white with wings.
This might be the craziest idea we’ve ever had, and it was worth it. Michael straight-up asked if we could snipe a golf ball from 1,000 yards away with a rifle while the ball is swinging on a string. We said yes.
From packing back home to the first morning in the field, this trip had it all: laughter, record numbers, freezing temps, and a sky that went white with wings.
Join the Backwoods Life crew and Wild Valley Outfitters in Saskatchewan as we film one of the wildest snow goose hunts we’ve ever experienced. Hundreds of birds filled the air, the blinds shook, and our cameras barely kept up.
From packing back home to the first morning in the field, this trip had it all: laughter, record numbers, freezing temps, and a sky that went white with wings.
What a weekend. We loaded up the trucks, hauled the tractors, and tried to beat the South Georgia heat long enough to plant food plots before deer season. It was 95°, dusty, and dry as a bone, but we made it happen.
Between broken feeders, hog damage, and getting a side-by-side stuck (don’t ask), we somehow got it all done. Huge thanks to Cary from Wildlife Farming for bringing out the new seed drill, and the whole crew for sweating it out to get these plots in before the rain.
If you’ve ever wondered what real hunting camp life looks like, this is it. Long days, bad jokes, hard work, and a lot of laughs.
We’re out here with the Three S Ranch crew and Michael Lee, sweating through our clothes, swatting mosquitoes, and trying to stay sane in a deer blind that feels more like a sauna. It’s early season in Kentucky, and nothing’s going smoothly, borrowed gear, deer showing up just after camera light, and enough heat to make you rethink your hobbies. But that’s hunting. Some days you grind it out, some days you just melt through it.
This one’s got a little bit of everything: a debate over bringing a window unit, some questionable analogies, and a few solid encounters with Kentucky bucks. If you’ve ever hunted in weather that made you question your decisions, you’ll get it. Grab a cold drink, sit back, and ride out the heat with us.
In this vlog, you’ll see the ups and downs of a real dove hunt: jokes about snake boots and seagulls, the heat finally breaking, missed opportunities, a few birds in the bag, and plenty of laughs with my dad and buddies. At the end of the day, we put some mourning doves on the grill, wrapped them in bacon, and enjoyed the kind of memories that make hunting special.
Opening week of dove season didn’t exactly go as planned. Instead of a fast limit, we battled missed shots, tough shells, and a slow field on a Monday afternoon hunt. But that’s hunting – some days it’s about the birds, other days it’s about time with friends and family in the outdoors.
In this vlog, you’ll see the ups and downs of a real dove hunt: jokes about snake boots and seagulls, the heat finally breaking, missed opportunities, a few birds in the bag, and plenty of laughs with my dad and buddies. At the end of the day, we put some mourning doves on the grill, wrapped them in bacon, and enjoyed the kind of memories that make hunting special.
We spotted two big gobblers way out across a Kentucky field 120 yards and closing. Kevin was masked up, the KFI Impala Plus was dialed, and we were creeping through the timber trying not to breathe too loud. But just as it all lined up… CLICK!. Not once. Twice.