Shooting in the Cold
Over the years I’ve developed a routine to help fight the effects of cold on idle muscles while on a deer stand.
By Michael Corrigan
Back when I was a younger man, fitness training was a hobby that was as important to me as archery. I was convinced that I was a stud back then and to prove it, I rigged a compound bow with a 110-pound draw weight. Customers watched in awe as I shot that beastly bow in my hometown pro shop. Most bows were outfitted with sight pins set incrementally for 10, 20 and 30 yards. With my bow, I could hit the mark all the way out to 30 yards with a single sight pin! It was a brute of a bow.
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Shooting Stance





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Strive to duplicate your shooting stance prior to every shot.
By Michael Corrigan
Picking apart your shooting form and working on individual form elements will make you a better shot.
If you don’t have a buddy to practice with and to help critique your shooting form, consider videotaping yourself. Reviewing video footage of your practice sessions is a great way to analyze your own shooting form. Once you identify a weakness, you can use various practice drills to focus on any specific form element.
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Iowa Blues





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Bowhunting Life
By Brian Strickland
I really couldn’t ask for anything more. I was perched 20 feet up in a tree, in early November, in arguably one of the best places in the Lower 48 for bowhunting whitetails. I was in Iowa. As far as I was concerned, I was sitting in whitetail paradise.
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Rutting Moose
Calling moose may just be the most intense bowhunting experience in North America.
By Tim Herald
Big bull moose conjure up images that are beyond compare as far as North American big game goes. Huge antlers, gigantic bodies, calling, raking brush and some of the wildest country that a hunter can hunt all make moose hunting a dream trip for most of us.
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Early-Season Elk
By South Cox
A deep bugle cut through the pea-soup fog, stopping my hunting partner Lon Lauber and me in our tracks. We could barely see 100 yards, and the bugle seemed to originate from just beyond that distance.

