Maryland tagged posts

By Dan Wrinn

Clayton & Molly Wrinn

I consider myself a pretty hard core hunter.  If you look inside one of my three freezers, as well as the freezer in my office, they are overwhelmingly full of things I’ve harvested.  Ground venison outweighs ground beef, and ducks and geese outnumber chicken nuggets by at least ten times.  As far as fish, well, I can’t really remember the last time I actually went to a store and bought fish.  I can honestly say that me and my wife and two kids eat more wild game than store bought food.  No doubt. 

And now that my kids are getting older, I’ve started thinking about what I hope will be a long, personal relationship with their natural world that they will develop with the mentoring of me, my wife and my inner circle of hunting and fishing buddies...

My First Bird, Leslie Dunne Ketner

Leslie Ketner

The first time I ever shot a bird it was a dove.

I was on the Eastern Shore of Maryland in the early ’90s. It was opening day, and I sat excitedly on a bucket in a field of sunflowers.  My husband and our yellow lab, Berkeley, were in another row of sunflowers. 

As the birds started flying, I looked around to track my fellow hunters, showing caution on my first attempt to shoot something other than an orange clay. All of a sudden a dove was flying a nice left to right pattern.  It was pretty far off, but I mounted my side-by-side 12 gauge and  boom, it dropped in another row of  dried flowers.  Being new to this, I wasn’t sure of the protocol on when to pick up my bird...