As I was driving along a primitive road through the thick brush along the Snake River, I saw the wiggle of a white-tailed deer through the brush. I stopped and made a slow stalk through the weeds and ...

Yet another white-tailed deer (Odocoileus virginianus) mating season is behind us now. This year I spent a truckload of time in the woods following several large bucks who were actively searching for ...

A heavy-racked buck beds down for the day. Wind sweeping from behind, and eyes scanning down below, danger has little chance of finding him before he detects it. After all, that’s why the buck picked ...