In the spirit  of the holidays, we’re counting down our top four guest posts until Christmas!  These posts were the most viewed and shared this year and totally worth another look.  In third  place we have Katie McKalip’s post – enjoy! And congrats Katie!!

I was paying for my new shotgun, several years ago in a sporting good store, when it hit me.

Hunting had become part of my identity. But I wasn’t sure exactly how it happened.

Growing up, I had few opportunities to get afield, even though both my parents came from hunting and fishing families. And my upbringing in the suburbs of a city that severely restricted personal firearms ownership was hardly one that celebrated sporting pursuits.    

But then I moved out west after college and had the good fortune to fall for a man who appr...

Making Guns Fit Like A Glove

When using a rifle or a pistol, size and weight matters if you want to ace. 

A rifle is great when you are hunting bears or deer. In countries where hunting is legally allowed, this can be a sport that can be enjoyed by just about anyone including the kids and ladies. However, rifles and guns were not initially intended for their use. Since the adult male population originally dominated the sport, most of the firearms produced were made for their fit. What then is the option for the younger ones and the women who want to hunt and try out the sport? Should they just make do then with the ready-made options available to them?

Importance of Getting the Right Fit

A gun is like a precious engagement ring...

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Hunter Identity, by Katie McKalip

Katie McKalip

I was paying for my new shotgun, several years ago in a sporting good store, when it hit me.

Hunting had become part of my identity. But I wasn’t sure exactly how it happened.

Growing up, I had few opportunities to get afield, even though both my parents came from hunting and fishing families. And my upbringing in the suburbs of a city that severely restricted personal firearms ownership was hardly one that celebrated sporting pursuits.    

But then I moved out west after college and had the good fortune to fall for a man who appreciated public lands and open spaces and opening weekends of various game species. I started going hunting, with him and then with other friends, for deer and elk and waterfowl but mostly upland birds...