by Larry Weishuhn | Nov 6, 2019
Q. Larry, last week you wrote “Genetics determines shape and size of antlers. Genetic antler potential can only be attained with good daily nutrition and achieving maturity. But realize too, a smaller antlered buck bred to the ‘right’ doe could produce offspring with...
by Larry Weishuhn | Oct 30, 2019
Q: Larry, my friends think I’m crazy, but I think the buck-to-doe ratio has an effect on antler development. My hypothesis is that with fewer does, the competition to breed is fiercer and thus only those deer that are stronger and that have larger antlers will win...
by Larry Weishuhn | Oct 23, 2019
Q: Larry, it’s important to me to shoot only mature animals, so I’d like to be able to judge the age of whitetail deer before I shoot. I understand that the size of a buck’s antlers is not a good way to judge because after a certain age antler growth tends to...
by Larry Weishuhn | Oct 15, 2019
Q: Larry, I need a good pronghorn cartridge. I’m from the Midwest and have hunted big game only with slugs. I was recently invited to hunt antelope with friends in Wyoming, so I’m looking for a good rifle and cartridge to use. At home, I can hunt with only slugs...
by Larry Weishuhn | Sep 5, 2019
Catching lots of hungry catfish, with good friends aboard, makes for a great day on the water. “We’ll spend the night at Jeff and Courtney Blankinship’s Broken Stone Ranch near Grand Saline,” my old friend said over the phone. “Then we’ll get up early the next morning...
by Larry Weishuhn | Apr 18, 2019
I felt a slight nudge on my left elbow as I “worked the horns” in an attempt to draw in a whitetail buck out of the oak thicket. I turned ever so slowly, then followed Craig Archer’s pointing hand. “Buck, three-year old!” whispered he. The buck was charging in jumping...
by Larry Weishuhn | Mar 27, 2019
“Cat tracks!” said I, pointing at bobcat spoor in the soft red sand. “Maybe earlier this morning.” Chris Treiber nodded an affirmative. We followed the tracks fifty yards before the cat walked onto a solid rock shelf overlooking a brushy creek bottom. “Let’s walk back...
by Larry Weishuhn | Mar 22, 2019
“Don’t know where that critter went,” said Juan in perfect English. “He was standing just to the left of the gray rock with the yellow algae that looks like a circular target. Obviously, he’s gone. Don’t know if something spooked him when I walked up the hill to come...
by Larry Weishuhn | Mar 14, 2019
Bringing right hand’s index finger to lips, Travis Benes cautioned “quiet” then pointed with his left hand in the direction of tall grass less than twenty yards distant. I nodded, quietly set up my shooting sticks, rested my Ruger revolver pointing in the proper...
by Larry Weishuhn | Feb 27, 2019
A brisk northerly, cooling breeze carried blood-red and sun-yellow leaves to an already leaf-littered forest floor. The aroma of fresh earth turned by a black bear melted with sweet scent of pines, but also with the faint odor of a musky rutting whitetail wafting...
