There really isn’t a better way that I can think of to spend a hot, August, Idaho evening than by getting out and doing some hardcore catfishing. That is precisely what my husband Shane and I did a few nights ago. We decided to try and get some relief from the 100 degree weather by packing up our fishing poles and bait, and heading about an hour from our home to one of our favorite fishing holes on the Snake River. When we arrived the mosquitos were terrible, so we drenched ourselves in spray, loaded my backpack with our gear, and hiked down to the river bank. A few casts from the bank and we knew that the catfish were stacked and the fishing was on! We decided to wade into the water as the temps were still very high, and as we were doing so we were kicking up catfish all around us. The riverbed was pretty slimy and slick, so I, with my incredible lack of balance, slipped and fell in almost immediately. That didn’t deter me, I was on a mission! We continued out to the middle of the river where we spent the next few hours catching cats, cast after cast. Eventually the sun started to set, leaving a pale pink hue in the sky and on the river, and we knew it was time to start heading back to shore. I can’t even count how many fish we caught that evening, but it sure was a great time! I look forward to going again very soon! #Proiswasthere!!
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By Andrea Fisher
Prois Hunt Staff
2011 Prois Award Recipient
Cindy had her own rifle 35 years ago – a .22 LR rimfire rifle with a 4X scope. Back in those days, one could go to an empty sandpit and shoot at targets, or TV’s, or whatever people left behind. Those were the days, and she was handy with her little rifle at the sand pit. We grew up learning to shoot and hunt with our father, so it was in her blood, too.
After many years, and passing her guns down to others, my sister expressed a desire to get back into shooting. Her oldest son, Brian, gave her a BB gun for Christmas in 2013. Cindy lives at the edge of Reno, Nevada, and beyond her fenced back yard are miles of sagebrush and high desert. Christmas Day, 2013, the family gathered in the backyard to receive shooting and safety instructions from Pat, my neice’s significant other, a Marine gunny, who has been deployed twice to the Mid-East.
Cindy took those lessons to heart, and practiced with her little rifle. She laughed: “Three pumps, and the BB’s bounce off the target. Four pumps, and they are part of my fence!” She became deadly on crows…..
By Prois Field Staffer Britney Starr
Greetings from South Africa! For the past few days my “to do” list has read, “Go to Africa. Hunt. Make memories,” and I’ve been doing just that. I’m leading a group of five female hunters in the Eastern Cape with Starr & Bodill African Safaris, of which I am a co-owner along with my father Dwaine Starr and professional hunter Louis Bodill. Unfortunately, our time here has come to an end. Here are highlights from the last three days of our hunt.
Tracy Barnes shares how to prepare for a shooting competition via her blog at Beretta USA.
Summer is quickly approaching and so are much anticipated shooting matches across the country. Some of us will travel hundreds of miles for a chance to try our hand at a competitive shooting competition and we all hope to score among the top competitors. Most of us have put in the time at the range, and dry-fired countless times and we are feeling ready and confident for the match. But how much thought have you put into the match logistics? The competition day itself? Many of the shooting competitions we’ll be shooting across the country aren’t just one day of shooting, but rather multiple long and sometimes grueling days.
By Christy Turner
Stacy, Jon, and Maison Sissney from His & Hers Outdoors came down to Texas for a weekend visit. Callie and Cassie’s Cousin Sienna, is down visiting also from Colorado. I took them all to our favorite “Honey Hole” fishing spot where Sienna caught her very first fish!!! A great Bass she reeled in too! We had some tough luck on our hog hunting this weekend but I was able to lay one down last night finally! #Proiswasthere
By Christy Turner
wWhat an amazing weekend I had with Becky Lou Lacock two weekends ago at the Priefert Ranch in Mount Pleasant Texas. Our days were relaxing hanging out at the ranch watching Chloe ride the 4 wheeler and watching her ride the mare named Buttercup.
We got to meet the world’s largest horse named Radar who is over 19 hands, he was an amazing sight. We also got to meet world famous Australian, Guy McLean. He is an International Horseman, Entertainer and Poet. In between the laughing and cutting up we got serious in the mornings and evenings to try and get eleven year old Chloe from Tennessee her first Texas Hog. We had some pictures on a game camera, stumbled upon some Hog hair on the trail and had a real close encounter on the ground with them Friday evening.
The Hogs were right there, I could even smell them and Becky Lou almost got ate but I was watching her back. Our time ran out before Chloe could bag her first Hog but we made a lot of good memories and hope to try again someday soon. Our gracious host was Travis Priefert, the Grandson of Marvin Priefert who was the founder of the family owned and operated Priefert Manufacturing. You need to check out their web site at www.priefert.com and read, about the family. This hardworking family lives the American dream because they refused to give up even when times were tough they said. I admire each and every one ofthem and respect how humble and honest they all are. Also watch for their new reality-based hunting tv show called “The Prieferts” on the Sportsman Channel. The premiere will air July 3rd 9:30C. This is going to be a must see, I can’t wait!
Fear not Christy Turner bagged herself a hog last weekend while hunting and fishing with fellow Prois gal Stacy Sissney and family !
What does a huntress do when summer hits and the hunting season has come to an end?
Well, we dream about hunting, hope and pray for great tags, train to hunt, study new
hunting areas, buy new hunting gear, target shoot, and…we FISH!!!!
My husband, Joe and I have a favorite adventure we do in the off season. I call it “Fishin’
to Hunt!” During the summer months, we take a few weekend backcountry fishing
trips. We backpack into various high alpine lakes to help train for the upcoming hunting
season. Joe and I do a lot of backcountry hunting trips for 7-10 days at a time, so these
“mini” trips are perfect practice and training for the hunting season. This particular
weekend trip we invited Joe’s parents along for fun. Joe’s dad, Ray is one of our hunting
partners, so it’s great training for him too.
With backpacks fully loaded, hiking sticks in hand, and fishing gear at the ready, we
trek into the mountains. We usually hike about 6-8 miles roundtrip with 2-3,000 foot
elevation gains. These hikes help us strengthen our lungs, legs, backs, and stabilizers,
while we work on our balance rock hopping around the fishing holes. It’s a perfect
backcountry gym to help us stay fit and strong enough to pack out a deer or elk during the
One of the greatest benefits to these backcountry fishing trips is to try out any new gear
we have purchased. Each year we evaluate our gear and check to see what items need
to be replaced. The first items I check are in my first aid/emergency kit. It’s very rare
that you will need any of these supplies, but they should always be up to date. I replace
any expired medications such as Benadryl, Aspirin, Imodium, etc. I make sure all of my
Band-Aids and blister treatments are fresh. It’s also a good time to replace batteries in
headlamps, flashlights, and GPS. I also thoroughly check my fire making kit, emergency
bag, and raingear, along with any other essentials. One item I never leave home without
is a small roll of the always essential… Duct Tape! I couple years ago on a late Nevada
elk hunt I had a boot start to separate from the sole. I noticed it half way up a 2,000
foot climb to try and cut off my quarry. Snow was packed into the opening and my foot
was starting to freeze. We cleaned the seam, dried it with the heat from a Jet Boil, and
applied the duct tape while the boot was still hot. This gave a great bond that held while I
continued to hunt for the week.
On this fishing trip some of the gear we tried out was a new gravity water filtration
system, Joe had a new bedroll, and I had a new pair of boots. Each of these items
performed flawlessly, so this trip gave us complete confidence in these items going into
the hunting season. It’s always a good idea to do a practice run at home on your big ticket
items. Check all components on new gear, like tents, stoves, and water purifiers as well.
You will want to know how to use them before you venture into the backcountry. How
terrible would it be to pack in 5 miles and try to set up your new tent with only 1 pole,
when there should be 2! Being prepared is essential!
Food is always a big decision on backpack trips. We use these short trips to try out
different dehydrated backpack meals. There is nothing worse than being completely
exhausted after a long day of hunting, to come back to camp and have to choke down a
meal that you “thought” you might like. Trying new flavors helps us add variety to our
menu, so we can stay fueled up for the hunt. It’s also a good time to estimate your daily
food consumption. Figure out your game plan for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks.
You want just enough food to last your trip, so you can come out food light and game heavy.
Now of course the best part of these training trips is the fishing! We have a few different
stunning alpine lakes that we love to camp and fish at. The fishing is always amazing.
After a peaceful night sleep on the mountain, we wake up to the sound of nature’s alarm
clock and we’re embraced by the beauty of the backcountry at first light. We brew some
fresh coffee/cocoa (just add water), eat breakfast, and decide which lake to hike to next.
Each year we always seem to end up with the same wonderful experience. As we near
our destination, we climb through the last pine trees and glimpse the first rays of morning
light dancing across the water. We are mesmerized by the awe inspiring view that
unfolds! We reach the waters edge and quickly set up our rigs and throw out our lines. As
I wait to see a tug on my line, I soak up the surroundings. This year the brilliant blue lake
we are at is still mostly covered in thick ice. The sun illuminates the rocky cliff spires,
and the sound of water trickling from melting snow and ice cracking across the lake fills
the morning air. As I lay back on the rocks, I know life doesn’t get much better than this.
And then it does. I see the distinct tug on my line and I yell, “Fish On!”
After an awesome day of fishing, including a double hook up with Joe, we head back
to camp with dinner. Our five star meals consisted of fresh brook trout cooked over the
campfire and dehydrated pasta primavera on the side. Simply perfect!
The next day, we topped off our training trip with fishing a creek on our way back down
the mountain. We ended up doing a little catch and release with Brook, Brown, Golden,
and Rainbow trout! These fish are small, but oh so colorful! Remember these trips are
not just about training. They are about being in nature, recharging your batteries, and
enjoying the great outdoors. Besides you get to yell “Fish On”, even if it’s a shaker!
These training trips are always some of my fondest memories of the “hunting” season, so
get on out there and enjoy!
By Deb Ferns My first elk hunt and it was hosted by Bear Mt. Ranch with Anne Draper as our outstanding hostess! The weather up at 9,200 foot elevation was pretty chilly and oxygen was scare; the first morning of the hunt we spotted several large elk herds across the valley. We headed that way and parked the ATV a distance off and started to hike in. After about an hour we carefully care over a rise and there was a large herd grazing with one big cow elk off by herself at the front of the pack. My guide, Jon, knew I hadn’t used shooting sticks before so I was careful to get into a comfortable position and prepare for a good shot at 200 yards. I used a Steyr ProAlaskan 30/.06 (which I call my “Magic Wand”) with 180 grain game bullet and I took the shot right where I was supposed to; or at least I thought I did. It made a solid “WHAP” and the cow took off running with a huge amount of blood trail for us to follow. We ended up tracking her for over six hours and when I finally had another shot at her it was at 410 yards and to say I was a little freaked out is an understatement! My guide was very patient, explained how I should setup for this long shot, what kind of drop I’d have on the bullet. This time the shot was an exact placement for a heart/lung (turns out my first shot had nicked the heart but did not take the lung) and the 600 pound cow elk dropped instantly. Unfortunately she dropped off the edge of small bluff into the lake below and by the time we reached her the current had pushed her onto a sandbar in the middle of the reservoir where the water was about 40 degrees aka “not” swimmable. Back to Bear Mt. Ranch we went to retrieve a canoe and a paddle, then another hour back out to the lake. I think we made Colorado history as the only elk to be towed into shore and based on the water experience I nicknamed this elk after Ester Williams (old time Hollywood swimming star.) So I started the day at 4:00 am and ended up at dinner at 8:00 pm. I survived the adventure though windburn, sore feet, and a new respect for how tough elk can be will be. As a novice hunting experience it wasn’t easy but it was definitely worth it and I learned a great deal about elk and about myself as well.
By Candy Yow
As we near the lake we can see light in the horizon knowing it will be daybreak soon we hustled to get in the boat and in the water before we lost the precious prime time for catching the bass we are after. Minutes later we were gliding across what looked like a sheet of glass with mist rising into early daylight seeping around the towering pines. Breathtaking would be an understatement, the morning was brisk but it was promising to be a nice warm day.
The weight of the worldly problems had grown to where I could hardly think about anything but work 24-7, the Good Lord must have known and this was the perfect fix for it. Peace & quiet, breathtaking beauty, tranquil and serene was so soothing to my heart and soul; I drank it up like a thirsty soul after water. With each breath of the chilly moist air I breathed it was like God was slowly taking my troubles away and putting them on His shoulders and the tenseness slowly disappeared.
The snow packed mountains loomed in the distant, towering over the lake like a giant guardian, glistening white against the pastels colors of the sunrise and reflecting back on the lake like a mirror. The mist rising around the edges of the lake made it look almost eerie other than the total peaceful tranquil feeling, without a sound except the loons in the rushes added to the total peaceful picture in front of me. Taking a deep breath I tried to capture it on film but the pictures couldn’t begin to do it justice. We tried our luck at fishing but I gave up soon as I just wanted to absorb this whole picture and save it to my soul, refuel myself and enjoy everyone else, besides it’s a bit hard to fly fish 3 in a drift boat!!!! We floated and visited and fished for 3-4 hours until we knew for sure the fish were done for a while before we headed back to work, pressure, stress but now I had a fresh take on life, a quick fix for the worldly problems that we allow to take us over. With 6 big beautiful bass on our string we trudged reluctantly towards the truck and reality. Until next time that we are able to get back to Gods beautiful outdoors for my next fix of wholesomeness and fun to fill our hearts and souls.
Great video from our Benelli Texas Turkey Adventure! Courtesy of the Womens Outdoor News!
VIEW VIDEO NOW! RIGHT NOW! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3MNvU4AQpE