That time of year that many deer hunters wait and dream about all year. The peak of the whitetail pre-rut. But it has two sides. On the one hand, bucks are finally on their feet during the daytime, ...

Add Yahoo as a preferred source to see more of our stories on Google. Experience has taught us that the annual whitetail rut is not always the one-dimensional occurrence so often portrayed. The annual ...

Add Yahoo as a preferred source to see more of our stories on Google. Here in the Northeast and the Midwest, the 2025 whitetail rut is set to peak in early November, in sharp contrast to last year’s ...

Experience has taught us that the annual whitetail rut is not always the one-dimensional occurrence so often portrayed. The annual whitetail rut usually has three distinct peaks of breeding activity, ...

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As the whitetail rut is experiencing its first peak here in the Northeast and Midwest, in early November, questions arise. It is a fact that whitetails around the country experience different Rut ...

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Bob Walker of Kingston is an avid outdoorsman who is serious about the equipment he uses in the field for hunting. He is also very critical about recovering game and not wasting anything taken in the ...

This week, F&S hunting editor, Will Brantley, explains the virtues of hunting public land, the importance of the squirrel rut, how to get accurate broadhead flight from a high-speed crossbow, and much ...

The debate about crossbows being allowed during bow seasons is pretty much over. Sure, a few vertical-bow purists emerge each fall to lambast able-bodied hunters who dare to hunt with crossbows. And a ...

There, blocking my way, were two spindly-legged newborn fawns. Their mother stood off to the side in the tall grass and brush, like a statue. “Great chance to get some photos,” I thought. After ...