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  Backcountry Hunters and Anglers is asking the sportsmen community to take the sportsman’s pledge and tell their story… We took the pledge and now challenge you!  Without our wild places our outdoor opportunities will disappear.   THE PLEDGE As a North American hunter and angler, I pledge to speak up on behalf of conservation of the clean water, wildlife habitat, sportsman access, and public lands that belong to all of us. I will defend these values against those individuals, organizations and corporations who would sell or transfer our public lands and erode our habitat, opportunity and freedoms. I welcome new sportsmen and women, young and old, and will lead by example...

The nurse handed over my first-born wrapped in a tiny pink blanket. Transfixed by the onslaught of emotion, I gazed into her angelic face while wondering what in the hell I was going to do. Thirteen months later, this same scene repeated itself.

Bailee Butler and her daddy, Brandon, proudly pose for a photo with her first turkey.

A Midwesterner by birth, my only goal upon college graduation was moving to Montana to become a mountain man. I moved to Montana, but instead of being swept downriver by a rushing current, I was swept off my feet by a woman. We married and had two daughters before I ever arrowed an elk.

Football, fishing and hunting, these are the things I understand. I was supposed to have sons...

Knife blades come in all sorts of different shapes, cuts, weights and sizes. Check out this infographic to learn what each knife was made for!

 

 

We love finding news articles about women hunting and fishing.

The Times Leader in northeastern Pennsylvania recently published, “Casting beyond gender” and follows women who are competing against the guys in fishing tournaments.

Highlight we love:

She admits that as a woman competing in a bass tournament it may be tough to be taken seriously, but there is an easy way to change such mindsets: catch fish.

Check out the full articles on the Times Leader site.

By Jill Alban

Living in Montana is a feast for the eyes, the mind – and the stomach. Before I moved West ten years ago, I was a vegetarian/sometimes vegan – I didn’t eat meat, fish, or cheese. I was concerned with how industrial agriculture exploited animals and polluted water sources. I wanted to take a stand – to make a small difference against a big, complex, overwhelming global system.

That first winter in Missoula, people laughed when I told them I was a vegetarian. At parties, my friends offered up cured meats, spicy sausages, and elk steaks. Unhesitatingly, I said no. “You’ll change your mind,” they’d say, those well-meaning men with thick beards and impressive outdoor resumes. “Vegetarians don’t last long in Montana.”

And – for better, I think – those fella...