As I write this in late November, I am on the heels of another season of bow hunting whitetails. From Kansas Illinois Colorado, I waded in among them, the goal to arrow only top-tier bucks. I was successful half the time, a pretty good ratio.

This story is about an odyssey – the quest for mule deer. It began back in the 1960s when a friend in high school came home from eastern Oregon with a great, heavy-horned mule deer. Growing up on the west side of the Cascade Mountains in Oregon, the l...

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Hunting in British Columbia, we made spike camp a full day’s ride from Lake Kluayaz, where the Otter had droppe...