I wasn’t sure I even wanted to be there. There were manicured food plots. Carefully placed tree stands and ground blinds. Strategically set trail cameras. A jaw-droppingly beautiful Midwest landscape. And, of course, big giant bucks. Who wouldn’t want to be in the middle of that? Me, it turns out. Because this was an outfitted hunt. Something I swore I’d never do. Something I was wildly uncomfortable with. But here I was, doing it anyway. What I…
Wired To Hunt
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