Every user of outdoor spaces can align against one common enemy: surface shitters. Follow these tips so you don’t find yourself being the scourge of everyone else just trying to have a nice time outside and not step in human feces.
Like most firsts, my inaugural shit in the woods was a clumsy endeavor. I was 6 years old and on the brink of an emergency several miles into the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York. My mother escorted me behind a large tree, instructed me to pull down my pants, squat, and take care of business. I did as she described and promptly dropped “my business” straight into the pants bunched up around my ankles. If you hunt, fish, hike, or camp...
Getting permission to hunt on someone’s private lands is an opportunity you shouldn’t squander. Here’s how to respectfully maintain relationships with the landowner and give yourself the best chance to hunt that land again the following season.
Whitetail hunting is almost synonymous with ag country—where food sources are plentiful and deer movements are predictable. Much hunting media is catered toward those hunters, often at the exclusion of whitetailers in Appalachia, the North Woods, and Rocky Mountains. For those of us who don’t live in the Heartland, good whitetail hunting still exists, just not on oak ridges and the edges of cornfields. Hunting vast tracts of unbroken timber...