Friday Night lights are almost back! #rankoleBuckinhorse
This is my first turkey. Ever - - My old man and me would go out together when I was younger to chase Gooblers in the southern Minnesota woods. I’ve always turkey hunted, but never for myself. I’ve seen my fair share of successful turkey hunts and always celebrated eagerly with whoever I was filming or walking with. But today, it was my morning- My turn to pull the trigger. A new wave of adrenaline poured over me. I wasn’t worried about getting the bird in frame and in focus. I had the chance to frame it myself and focus on what my eyes were seeing. This lonely Tom was sounding off and with a silent sneak me and @willlatham45 had closed the distant in the dark. As the woods awoke he jumped down from his throne and landed 70 yards from us. With a lil slate scratchin Will had him curious enough to investigate and the rest is history. The hair on my neck rose when I shoulder my shotgun. The pounding in my ears was new and yet nothing was in my mind besides the bird. This is cheesy now I’m sure but I believe waiting this long and seeing others harvest their memory is what made today such an amazing experience for me. #lazyckranch #turksncaicos
Earth Day has always been important to me. My grandma GG instilled my compassion for wildlife when I was little .On Earth day for many years we would plant trees or count Spring Peepers songs in the Minnesota ditches. Loving the world around me and the conservation of it go hand in hand. - - Give back as you take clean up better than you found - Don’t take it for granted and share it with people you care about #earthday .
My fascination with trees is something my grandma (GG ) taught me long ago. She instilled power in the roots below my feet whenever I stand by a tall tree. She told me once “They have seen everything that has passed them by, they provide shade for anyone who needs it. They provide, shelter and watch.” - - I try my best to be like the trees. I want to provide for the ones I love. Shelter those who need it. And simply watch the world. I felt like a tree taking this picture. Unnoticeable from the world around me, simply there in the breeze, watching.
Thoughts from home lockdown. - - - Although times are unclear and our future uncertain we can focus on this. We are home. We are where loved ones are. The pace of society tears us from our homes daily. Our careers rip us from our home constantly and we spend many days apart. What we have now is new, something rare in society. We are asked to stay at home and work on us. We are allowed to focus more on what’s inside the walls of our home. We have the chance to repair the little things and enjoy family closer than before. Mothers and fathers working from home with their kids in the other room all day. Times are adapting. People coming together and accommodating for one another. Teachers like my older sister Meg, calling 3rd graders at home whenever they need help, and working tirelessly to educate the future. We are working together and it’s up to us to continue striving forward.
I love a good-ole Spranngg branding. - - - @dustan .b holding the steady legs while the team works quick to get the calf back on its feet with a 7s on its hip 🤘🏼
There is no room for “I or Me” - - Don’t be selfish. Don’t be swayed. Remember that humans have survived hardships before. We are made for survival. Remember you are a fighter and that no enemy can defeat you if you outsmart and out work it. I look forward to seeing how our country and the world rises from this. #wecandoit #grassisgreenerontheotherside #greenlight
If you stood aside that boat you would say “this is a big boat”. - - - But what does the boat say when it floats beside the mountain? - - Humans are small, boats are big. Yet this boat is minuscule compared to the landscape surrounding it. - - The world is far to grand for us to ever pretend we perceive it clearly. Be humbled by the size of the environment around you. - - If the landscape is a metaphor for life then no matter how turbulent the ocean swells or how high the nearest peak is we must be optimistic like the fisherman on the boat. We must know that although we are big enough to be on the water. We are still small compared to space that surrounds us. Don’t fear the size of the space around you. Think like the fisherman....
Well well well. What do we have here? - - Bird brains of IG, please comment your species guess and then argue anyone who says it’s not what you say it is. - - - - Backstory, I was cruising the open prairie gathering some glamor drone shots when I was flying over a pond and saw all white. From above I assumed it was a Ross or a farm duck. But after further flying I got closer and realized it was the same size as the other GWT. I’m a duck nerd and this stuff gets me excited. #ducks #rarebirds @forbesbiologicalstation @splitreed @ducksunlimitedinc @osborne_lab
- - freestyle By @jondivello - - Featuring his reed and the guitar he legitimately found in the garbage. Off the cuff jams. As you could tell I was impressed at the end. Karaoke version available soon
You’re my soul and my hearts inspiration Rey. - - BIG NEWS - Miss @reywest applied and was accepted to the School of Behavior brain science at UT Dallas...... next fall she will begin their PHD program - - PH-FreakinD PEOPLE - - - Rey, I can’t begin to express how proud of you I am. Your brain is powerful and your work ethic is inspiring. Congrats to you Reyyy. #soproud
Closing the book on this duck season 📖 I’m endlessly growing and learning about life, decisions and consequences through my admiration and pursuit for waterfowl. Every hunt you learn more about yourself and the world around you. Sitting silent and still in nature is my purest entertainment. - - #Fergushadagoodyear
Carl Ator is my uncle. (Man on the right ) He has been mad at ducks for over 45 years. He told my dad in the early 90s when our family was living in North Dakota “you live in the best kept secret around man. All these little potholes are full of ducks you gotta let me take you out” — - that secret got out of course - - - That is where my Dad caught the bug. When we moved from the marsh Mecca further East to central Minnesota things changed......... That is where I was bit by the bug. My Dad and Uncle Carl have hunted ducks together every year for the last 23 years. I have been with on those trips ever since I could wipe my own snot. I remember all of my Uncles dogs. From my first hunts with trusty Echo to the many after his passing with “Brew”. - - Brew dog has watched me grow just as I have watched him grow and age. We’ve made some amazing memories together and he will always be a dog I would be proud to hunt over. He is 12 now and these last few retrieves are sadly the last of his career. Brew has been to 33 states in the US and hunted nearly every flyway. He is steady,seasoned and still driven. He has always been fond of me because when I was young I was in charge of Brews treat bag. Every time he’d get a bird, Carl would send him my way for the reward. - - My Uncle and Dad planned their trip this year a little differently. Instead of heading to each others homes and hunting public land together ,they visited me here in Oklahoma. Being able to guide these two here at @sroutfitters was something I will never forget. I couldn’t be more proud to put my idols in this sport on birds they rarely shoot up North. Brew dog was very pleased to pick up such finely plumed specimens . #cheersoleboy