Elk Champion Jake Clark to Wyoming Outdoor Hall of Fame

MISSOULA, Mont.–Cowboy, outfitter, conservationist and devoted champion of the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation, Jake Clark of Powell, Wyo., will be inducted into the Wyoming Outdoor Hall of Fame on Sept. 10.

A ceremony in Casper, Wyo., will recognize 2010 inductees selected for “significant and lasting lifetime contributions to the conservation of Wyoming’s outdoor heritage.” Previous honorees include President Theodore Roosevelt, Curt Gowdy, Olaus Murie, George Bird Grinnell and many other names familiar to hunters and conservationists. The Wildlife Heritage Foundation of Wyoming sponsors the special honor and event. Read the story »

Starting Out Young

by Mac Moad

Tanner Colten Moad, 5 years old, is one of the coolest kids I know. The youngest of 4 children of mine, Tanner never stops moving.
Before gun season in central eastern Oklahoma, the traditional bow season usually takes priority. I had taken the first week of bow season off from work in an attempt to tag out early at the request of my wife Lori. In her mind, if I was to tag out early, my deer season would then be “dear” season, with lots of additional chores getting done that get overlooked during each year’s deer season. Read the story »

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Through Better Men than I

By Master Sargent Mike Sibley

I can hear their whispers wherever I go. “Control your breathing, concentrate on the blade, and squeeze.” “Feel your way along with your toes instead of watching your feet.” “Work your way down through that black-growth and you’ll find ‘em in that stand of beech.” So persistent are they that I sympathize with a schizophrenic who feels as if he’s never alone. Unlike him, my voices are not a psychotic delusion created by chemical imbalances crying out for the saving grace of lithium. Real men spoke those words and no amount of time or distance will ever silence them. They are my last connection to a past that I crave but know I’ll never see. They define the man who hears them. And I pray they shape the lives of my sons. Read the story »