Posts Tagged ‘Uncle Ted’
Uncle Ted – Realworld Survival Skills
You feel it don’t you! A burning, powerhouse throbbing deep in our souls! As summer throttles on, our spiritual radar is picking up super strong signals all around us, and as hunters in the modern world, we know exactly what to do with these signals. The primal scream is alive and well as long as…
Read MoreUncle Ted – PreSeason Inventory
AUGUST! Say Hallelujah like you mean it! Another month down and another month closer to our glorious, long awaited, need it more than ever fall season-O-harvest! You do realize that a whole herd of gungho dedicated hunters around the world are already hard at it, don’t you! I’m getting photos daily from my SpiritWild backstrap buddies…
Read MoreUncle Ted – Down To Earth
Grounded! Down to earth! Certainly two of the greatest compliments a person can bestow upon another, identifying the integrity, reliability and righteousness of an individual. When it gets right down to it, both those terms are quite literal in their origin, celebrating a person’s honest, earthly touch and connection, as in farming, ranching, hunting, fishing,…
Read MoreUncle Ted – The Most Often Asked Questions
Heck, if I were just lucky enough to be a bowhunter all these wonderful years, I suppose that would provide more than adequate celebratory fodder for my mystical flight of the arrow American Dream. But crazy, lucky, lucky me, my bowhunting life is anything but simply personal, isolated and secretive, for as I go about…
Read MoreUncle Ted – Ultimate Resource Management
Clearly, the jury is not still out when it comes to wildlife management 101. The inescapable proof and universal evidence of why game animals are thriving in America and elsewhere today is a direct result of the simplest of science; habitat management, its carrying capacity and the sustain yield annual valued harvest of the surplus.…
Read MoreUncle Ted – The Simple Things Are The Best Things
A tin of sardines with saltine crackers on a cold fall afternoon around a warming campfire in the Yukon. A makeshift coniferous shelter from a cold rain on the banks of a babbling brook in Alaska. Buddies laughing and swapping stories at the buckpole on a family farm in November. Dragging a son’s and/or daughter’s…
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