Venison

Just about a week and a half ago, I bundled myself up eskimo style, pulled on some snow boots, and trudged across my arctic backyard to the old red barn. Once there, I sat down to take...

By Aaron Farley I have a friend who loves to hunt. He kills a couple deer every year. He works hard to bring home quality, free-range, organic meat. His family won’t eat it. I mean they won’t touch it. He...

By Aaron Farley: First and foremost, hunting is about meat. We hunt to eat what we kill. There is an aspect of sport involved. I’m not denying the excitement and exhilaration of holding an impressive whitetail rack in your hands....

By Aaron Farley Some people do not have a keen appreciation for the flavor of wild meat. I, on the other hand, happen to love it. I kid you not, I feel like I can taste the smell of a...

By Aaron Farley It is that time of year again. All hunting seasons are closed, the freezer is getting empty, and I’m developing a nervous tick from hunting withdrawals. Rather than sitting around the house going stir crazy, this is...

By Aaron Farley When I started hunting, there was a ton I did not know. As much as I wanted to take on and master every aspect of the process at once, I simply could not. The only logical thing...

By Aaron Farley I did not grow up eating wild game. Although I had tried a bite or two over the years, there wasn’t a lasting impression in my mind of a particular taste or texture. What I did remember...