jim acker

With rifle season ending Saturday, it was time to spend some time at camp. Accordingly, Jim Acker and I met up Thursday and, after building a fire in ...

The fall foliage was bursting forth in all its glory. The various species of maples were quickly turning red, yellow and orange, while the formerly gr...

Our favorite memories are filled with many things. Sights, sounds, smells, friends and family, longed for anticipations and, of course, sweetest of al...

I arrived at camp Rack & Feather early. The cell phone rang, it was Jim Acker. His wife, Carla, was preparing a large dish of lasagna and a salad for ...

After five days of hunting spring gobblers, I was beginning to feel the wear and tear. I’m pushing a wheelbarrow full of years, more decades than I ca...

If you hunt long enough strange things can happen. You never know for sure what will take place and in archery season the odds of strange things incre...