Author Archives for James L. Bruner

Another Crappie Day


Another Crappie Day by James L. Bruner
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It all started more than 30 years ago when my dad packed up the old rusty Chevrolet pickup truck with an assortment of sticks and buckets. My brother and I looked at each other like dad had finally fallen off the deep end on this early spring day. [...]

The Winter White Blues


The Winter White Blues by James L. Bruner
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Once the first of the year rolls around the scenery and daily weather changes abruptly and often becomes a challenge. Moving through the woods with snow up to your waist really limits your opportunities unless you sport a pair of snowshoes or have the room for a [...]

The Buck Of My Dreams


The Buck Of My Dreams by James L. Bruner
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Nearly every whitetail deer hunter can give you a single answer to the question when asked which buck has been their most memorable. The majority will respond in resounding fashion that their very first buck was their most memorable. Although there have been plenty of monster [...]

5 Factors For More Ruffed Grouse


5 Factors For More Ruffed Grouse by James L. Bruner
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It happens quickly as a thunderous ruckus invades the eardrums doubling your heartbeat while eyeballs search frantically for the source. The flush of a lone ruffed grouse fades quickly from sight dodging trees at a speed of more than 20 mph. Senses heightened your next [...]

Fish Tales Squared


Fish Tales Squared by James L. Bruner
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For this issue I’ve compiled two ancient fishing stories from my personal archives.
This Special Place
Everyone has their own special little place where, no matter how the day went or what tomorrow holds, the time spent there calms the nerves and brings peace of mind. A place where [...]

Shotgun John


Shotgun John by James L. Bruner
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While the limbs of the weathered apple tree held us firmly in place we each plucked an apple and let the cradle of comfort pull conversation from once silent thoughts. I began with the story of Shotgun John as my daughter closed her eyes and rested firmly amongst the [...]

James L. Bruner

James grew up in an outdoor family and recalls some of his first memories outdoors with his father. “I remember being very young and my dad carrying me on his shoulders out to the duck blind where a cold day of watching decoys dipping on the waves was complimented by the time spent together.” In the years that followed, moments like those were played time and again in a number of outdoor activities that included rabbit hunting, fishing, deer hunting, grouse hunting, and of course more waterfowling. View Entire Bio