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Jerry Drops Jaws

The first time I heard about Jerry Miculek I was skeptical and I should have been. When someone claims to be able to shoot as fast, far and accurately as he does it sounds…far fetched. I was however completely wrong. I love watching as this man continually awes me with his abilities all while laughing…

Testing the Waters

It is a new season in life for me in many ways. Not only do I have a new baby but I recently got married and moved to Montana. It is also a new hunting season but not just any hunting season…it is my first hunting season in my new home state. I left behind…

Experiencing Montana

It was spring when I met the man I am proud to call my husband. Our first ” Date ” ( not sure we actually called it that ) was a trip out to feed and sit over a bear bait in Idaho. We spent the evening laughing and joking. He taught me about lighting…

Taxidermy Quality

Originally posted on Citizen Sportsman:
Carl Akeley Taxidermy is often misunderstood, yet, it has long been the principle storyteller of our natural history. In Zoological and Natural History museums throughout the world from Copenhagen and London to the Smithsonian National Museum in Washington, DC, taxidermists are among the most valued and respected of tradesmen in…

Scalpel Skills

Talking about how to preserve that priceless cape may seem like a topic better saved for closer to hunting season but if we think about it now we may save ourselves costly mistakes that end up in disappointment at the taxidermy shop. When it comes to caping, the scalpel is without question the only tool…

Sweat the Small Stuff

I was reading a motivational article on our habit as busy humans to worry about little things that don’t really matter. It steals from our overall quality of life and in the end never helps our situation anyway. My final thought on the matter was the realization that just as real live sweating can leave…

Smokescreen

Here in the western part of this gorgeous country, the fall season is inevitably shrouded in an orange tinted haze of smoke. The sun is faded and easy to look at in it’s ruddy glory. The smell that looms is, for me, a good one…bringing with it memories of each fall before it. Fall is…

I Am a Hunter

My name is Lindsay Persico and I am a hunter. The word hunter doesn’t really capture the essence of what I love to do and in reality who I am. When someone says they are a hunter the visions of the orange clad, weapon wielding, blood crazed, weekend red-neck come to mind. The word has…