Author: Larry Weishuhn

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Professional wildlife biologist, outdoor writer, book author, television personality, podcaster and after-dinner speaker Larry Weishuhn, aka “Mr. Whitetail”, has spent a lifetime outdoors. He has established quality deer management programs on well over 10,000,000 acres, written well over 3,000 feature articles and numerous books, has appeared in hundreds of television shows, has hunted deer and other big game throughout North America and the rest of the world. Larry co-hosts the weekly digital/tv show “A Sportsman’s Life” on CarbonTV.com, does a weekly podcast “DSC’s Campfires with Larry Weishuhn”, many blogs and articles each month and serves as an Ambassador for Dallas Safari Club, as well as being a partner in H3 Whitetail Solutions.

Caribou and Grizzly Bear Camp Somewhere Near the Middle of Alaska… The day had been a long one, matter fact the last five days had been rather long…but much had happened. I had taken two truly impressive western barren ground caribou with my .30-06 Thompson Center Encore handgun, selected from several thousand caribou in the herd. Our first day in camp, two 2-man tents on the top of a knoll overlooking a huge expansive drainage, we estimated at least 20,000 caribou had paraded past our “grand stand”. Some of the bulls would have easily placed high in the Boone &…

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Photos: Larry Weishuhn Outdoors “And pray tell, what are you planning on doing with THAT?” Asked the outfitter when I approached the shooting bench where fellow hunters had made certain their rifles were properly sighted-in and so the outfitter and guides could see how each hunter handled their rifles. “I intend to shoot my elk with it, Sir!” said I pulling my .44 Mag revolver, topped with a 2-7x long eye-relief scope out of my I glanced at the outfitter and the guide to whom I had been assigned. Both outfitter and guide wagged their heads negatively while rolling their…

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Monty DeBoer during his tenure with Hornady has worn numerous hats. Fairly recently he was promoted to what he while smiling refers to himself as “Hornady’s MOM”, or more correctly Hornady’s Marketing Operations Manager. Monty is no stranger to the many who shoot Hornady ammunition. He, over the past years has become a very familiar face at the many consumer shows Hornady does and supports. I was able to catch up with him in bear camp in far northern Alberta, Canada where Monty was on his first black bear hunt. During our visit we talked about his early years of…

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“Eight inches high, six inches to the left of the bullseye,” I reported, as I looked at the 100-yard target through my Meopta spotting scope. “Shoot one more. Bam! Six-inches low and three-inches to the right of the bull’s eye” came next. My shooting partner retorted: “Ought to be good enough. Elk are big! OK, I’m ready!” he said, putting his rifle back into a soft case. I did not say out loud what I was thinking: “You gotta be kidding, good enough? If you have to shoot beyond about 50 yards, you’re going to have a wounded elk on…

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Evening’s light was grudgingly waning and there were no more shadows. The afternoon vigil had been a long one, starting shortly after three o’clock. I had asked to be taken to the bear bait early. My outfitter and guide had seen a super-sized cinnamon brown boar in the area. His visiting time to the bait was reputedly erratic. Sometimes he arrived mid-afternoon and sometimes, just before dark. I truly wanted to take a large color-phase bear.  In many years  hunting black bears, I had taken numerous big, totally-black bears, and now I was looking for something different. With the cooling…

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Here we were, talking about a friend’s new mount. “I don’t know how to tell Jim, or if I should, but that mount he just got back doesn’t look anything like a Whitetail! It looks more like a rat with antlers than the magnificent buck he was. Horrible!,” my friend said. Before I could agree, Jim’s and my mutual friend continued. “He must have thought he was getting a really good deal. He did tell me the guy only charged $150 for a shoulder mount and told him he’d have it back in less than three months. Actually, that should…

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“Dad, we want to go deer hunting with you and I want to shoot a deer!” I recall that my Dad smiled at this exclamation and nodded approvingly. At the time, I was nearing seven and my sister, Beth, was five. I had actually been hunting with Dad for the past couple of years. Beth joined us when she was four. We sat in blinds, ate cookies, drank hot chocolate, looked at books, played games, looked through Dad’s binoculars and did our best to be quiet, which we seldom were. Dad simply smiled. When it became obvious that we were…

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Have you ever been locked into trying to take a particular buck, especially an o-l-d, wily Whitetail that has survived at least six or more hunting seasons? I have! There is nothing easy about it! I started hunting Whitetails when I was four, sitting in a tree with my dad. By the time I was six, I was sitting by myself in a “deer stand.” (Back then, that meant sitting on a limb in a tree.) My “deer rifle” during those early years was a single-shot .22 Rimfire, back when rimfires were legal for deer. Thankfully, that’s not so today.…

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Photos by Larry Weishuhn Outdoors “Larry, have you ever caught a really big catfish, something bigger than, say, 30 pounds?” Luke Clayton, with whom I do a weekly radio show, a weekly podcast on Sporting Classics Daily, and a weekly television show, (A Sportsman’s Life” on CarbonTV.com) was asking. Before I could respond, he continued. “I’ve got a friend, David Hanson, who fishes Lake Tawakoni for big blues. He’s invited us to fish with him. He said if you had a friend you might want to bring with you, that would be good, too.” That’s where I interrupted him. “NO!…

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“That’s it!” exclaimed the hunter, throwing his Stormy Kromer to the ground. Shaking his head in disgust, he added, “I missed another buck. Less than a hundred yards. I’m headed to the gun shop as soon as I get home. It’s time for a new rifle.” I secretly wondered if he had properly sighted in his rifle or if he had a bad case of buck ague, closing his eyes and jerking the trigger. Or was there really a problem with his rifle? I suspected it really did not make any difference, as he was convinced the reason for missing…

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