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Field & Stream August/September 2018

"The World's Leading Outdoor Magazine." devoted to the complete outdoor experience and lifestyle.

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open for business

Front Row Here’s a look at the oak-tree hill where my blacktail story (p. 90) gets started.FOR ME, IT STARTS WHEN THE tag comes in the mail. Or the one day a year when I actually go to the post office, stand in line (and am reminded why I only visit this place once a year), and buy a duck stamp. Or when I purchase my New York license way earlier than is necessary. And from there, the anticipation starts to build.Organizing gear…Reading reports…Watching the weather…Talking with friends, asking if they’ve sorted out their gear and checked the reports and seen the forecast…Then comes the night before, Opening Day Eve. To be honest, that might be my favorite part. Because when I think of past opening days, the memories that…

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now that’s a wrap

All due respect to jerky, summer sausage, and gorp, but last fall I was introduced to a superior hunting snack: the peanut butter, bacon, and honey wrap. I have FIELD & STREAM executive VP Greg Gatto to thank for the PB&B&H wrap. It’s long been Gatto’s favorite hunting snack, and he fixed a batch of them at our New York deer camp. As you can imagine, assembly is a cinch: Spread a generous helping of peanut butter onto a large flour tortilla, add a few strips of bacon, top with honey, then fold and wrap in foil. The snack is savory and sweet, and packs a lot of protein. There have been times since last fall when I’ve craved this wrap, but I’ve resisted. Because when I eat this snack,…

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cheers & jeers

Our One Wild Summer issue (June–July 2018) featured 92 tips, trips, and cheap thrills—one for every day of summer. Some of the entries were on the longer side, but for the most part they were short and sweet. So, it’s kind of fitting that most of the reader response we received was equally short…but not necessarily sweet. Regardless, here are some of our favorites.—THE EDITORSSO WHAT ELSE IS NEW?In “Explore New Waters,” contributing editor Mark Modoski listed the 50 hottest fishing spots in the country—one river, lake, or stream for every state.Um, you’ve got to be kidding me: For Arkansas, you guys didn’t say the White River?Keith Hilburn, via FacebookMost of my largest fish have come from the Harris Chain of Lakes (Florida). I expect it to be even more…

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f&s facebook poll

Go to bed early 45%Agonize over where to hunt 17%Drink with your buddies 23%Dream of venison 15%CLOCKWISE FROM TOP LEFT: MICHAEL BURRELL/ALAMY; GIVAGA/ALAMY; KYOKO UCHIDA/ALAMY; TRAVIS RATHBONE ■…

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from the peanut gallery

I pack my gear, then toss and turn half the night to the point where I think, Screw this, I’m going now. I get up, get dressed, and head to the stand, where I sit and watch fishing shows until daylight comes. Then it’s tablet off, hunt on. —AL LIBBYI drink with my buddies because the first day of bow season is slow, and the hunting is better in the evenings during the early bow season anyway. —DAVID MCALLISTERFor duck season, it’s scouting and talking for hours about where we’re gonna hunt, exactly which way the ducks are gonna come from, and how good we’re gonna do. Last year’s opener didn’t go as planned. —CHANCE DAVISAll of the above. —JEFFREY MURPHY ■…

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wild courses

• THE SEASON• THE WILD CHEF• THE TOTAL OUTDOORSMAN• SHOTGUNS• RIFLESIn the Bag A Jordan River brookie caught by the author before the wade turned into a slog.LOOKING AT THE stretch of Michigan’s Jordan River I was wading, it was tough to believe it was teeming with wild brook trout. The shallow, ultraclear flow wasn’t very wide. It was fully lit by the August sun, and there wasn’t a dark hidey-hole in sight. Here and there, a few branches lay clumped together on the sandy bottom, creating meager eddies and slight depressions. I could see every leaf on the riverbed, but I hadn’t seen—or spooked—a single trout. So when my first cast of a beetle behind a midriver stick was met with the sip of a brookie that seemed to…