10 Best Of The West Hunting

Updated on: September 2022

Best Of The West Hunting in 2022


Elk Hunting the West-revisited

Elk Hunting the West-revisited
BESTSELLER NO. 1 in 2022

Elk Hunting the West the Eastman Way

Elk Hunting the West the Eastman Way
BESTSELLER NO. 2 in 2022

TKO Outdoors - Okanagan Harvest

TKO Outdoors - Okanagan Harvest
BESTSELLER NO. 3 in 2022

Dragon-i Toys Wild West Gunslinger

Dragon-i Toys Wild West Gunslinger
BESTSELLER NO. 4 in 2022
  • Bring home Wild West shooting excitement with this dynamic, safe infra red target game.
  • Shoots up to 20 feet
  • Harmless infa-red beam
  • Real shooting sounds

Hunting Trips of a Ranchman & The Wilderness Hunter

Hunting Trips of a Ranchman & The Wilderness Hunter
BESTSELLER NO. 5 in 2022
  • Theodore Roosevelt
  • Hunting Trips
  • Ranchmen
  • Wilderness Hunting
  • Classic Folklore of the West

Buffalo slot-Experience the true feeling and charms of the Wild West and win lot of cash in the process by playing this unique and special slot game.

Buffalo slot-Experience the true feeling and charms of the Wild West and win lot of cash in the process by playing this unique and special slot game.
BESTSELLER NO. 6 in 2022
  • Fun game playable for everyone that has a perfect gameplay and you can even use it as stimulant for your brain or just a tool to relax and have fun.
  • Big Jackpot that is a grand prize in this game and it is not hard to get it feel like a real capitalist, big trader or a railroad mogul in the Wild West.
  • Real slot game experience which shows you the way that slot games are not just there so you press spin and get the winning characters but they also have a carefully elaborated story behind them.
  • Ultra HD graphics which will dazzle you and leave you wondering if it is possible that this game is available for your smart phone.
  • Interesting and fun Wild West theme which is intriguing and it has a lot to offer as fun and unique theme for you.
  • Perfect to play with your friends and relatives or alone just for a thrill of slot winnings that are immense and seldom.
  • Famous genuine slot game in Las Vegas and Atlantic City, the capital cities of the gambling world.
  • Perfect system with which you always win and there is not a single chance for the losing streak.
  • Available world-without geo restriction so everyone is able to enjoy in it for free.
  • Characters which fit perfectly in the theme and brings you big winnings every time you play the game

Screamers: The Hunting

Screamers: The Hunting
BESTSELLER NO. 7 in 2022
  • Array

Southwest Fly Fishing

Southwest Fly Fishing
BESTSELLER NO. 8 in 2022

East Of The Sun West Of The Moon (eng)

East Of The Sun West Of The Moon (eng)
BESTSELLER NO. 9 in 2022

Rivers West Men's Hunting Waterproof Ambush Jacket, X-Large, Realtree Edge

Rivers West Men's Hunting Waterproof Ambush Jacket, X-Large, Realtree Edge
BESTSELLER NO. 10 in 2022
  • Advanced waterproof fleece: A 5. 2 oz micro-fleece exterior coupled with a 9. 4 oz sherpa-fleece lining.
  • Zip-off visor hood: large enough to be worn with a ball cap, This hood has 3 different adjustments. The visor disperses rain around the sides of the hood, preventing excess water from dripping in front of your face and obscuring your vision.
  • Sling-gripper shoulders: they allow you 'hands-free' Access to cross obstacles, Use your binoculars, or just walk without needing to grip your gun Sling. You can bend at a 30-degree angle without touching your sling.
  • Underarm zipper vents: 2-way underarm zipper vents allow for cooling relief when overheating. This expels Excess body heat letting cool air into the jacket. Open from the top down, or the bottom up so you can easily adjust around a bino-harness.
  • Magnetized Cargo pockets: low-charge magnets will not interfere with GPS, cell phones, or digital cameras. Pockets lock in the 'open' Or 'closed' Position. No noisy Velcro. No snap to search for (taking your eyes off the field).

Bear Hunting Story

A Bear in the Woods

Last season as I trapped the last mountain of the area on the last week of the season, a bear mistakenly revealed himself to me. He was a massive cinnamon colored, black bear. And as I walked through the line, checking for any sign of trouble or fight at every mound and every bare spot, looking for the slightest footprint or scrape; seeking the best place to drop a trap; I noticed yellow jackets swarming around me. "It's a little cold for these to be out", I thought to myself as I continued on the trail.

It was a cold February morning, on the highest peak on the highest mountain in these areas; is where I had continued my trapping line. My cold lifeless traps lay in ambush, the springs anxiously waiting as a bobcat poised for attack muscles tense and trembling with anticipation for a hapless query to curiously venture close enough to investigate the pungent smells cautiously laid out before them to court, hopefully, to its swift demise. On this day I was running a little later than my usual time of before dawn. It was mid morning today, and a few steps later as I closely watched the ground clutter for any sign of animal, I noticed an interesting scrape here and another there, something strange for these parts. I knew bear and I knew their habits, but they weren't akin to frequenting here.

So I paid no thought until I reached the area of the most commotion. Scattered out over a few square yards were the dug up remains of a yellow jacket nest. Thrown aloft in little regard to order were the combs and the larva, the disillusioned and no doubt confused wasps buzzed about as though they had been drugged and beaten to a dismay; the liking a school of fish may have if the sweet lake they were so perfectly adorned had been drained of all precious water within minutes as they fluttered about gasping for water; their eyes bulging and mouths gasping in sure panic for the relief they would never again receive.

Right away I knew, a bear had been here and he hadn't been gone long. Immediately I scanned the area for the monstrous beast for I knew he had to be close. The cold, wet air bit my neck, as I stood frozen against the background of fauna and brush which was my disguise. I smelled the air for his pungent aroma, which, I assumed, should permeate the cold air. The wind was blowing hard that day and the sounds of the forest were disguised by the busy wind. I could smell him, the unmistakable and loud smell of animal and beast, almost like to the smell of a large dog having been un-bathed for life and sleeping in bull manure. The strong odor of unadulterated animal lurked in the air. Out of my right eye I caught a motion, smooth and quick and quiet. A large cinnamon bear groped silently through the forest above me, his speed and agility were awe inspiring as he ran full speed away and up the hill into the horizon; as if he were only a ghost gliding on the tips of the chilled, crisp air; not making a sound or moving so much as a twig in his surprisingly speedy and graceful flight.

I smiled in delight, for I knew he would be here next year and I would be ready for bow season. I knew I would soon be able to feel his hot breath on my chest as he lay dying, assuming his massive, pure, and dominant spirit as it left his chilling body and the power of it feeding mine as I will draw his last breath into mine. The unmistakable feeling of success and pure intimacy with this animal, one with nature and one with this beast; to hold his heart while it beats its last desperate beat, to feel the lingering thump... thump...... thump....... of his weakening heart in my palm; the overwhelming and intoxicating power of being the dominant predator. As when a lion relishes in the taste of his prey's blood as it jolts into his mouth via the throbbing of his prey's heart. The invigoration of a prey's life force pouring out into the bowels of his predator, feeding and recycling itself into a more sovereign being, to one day become that new being and to relish in the peace of it, the life cycle of the wild; to be a part of it; knowing that most men will never be sensitive enough to feel the plight of a stricken animal relinquishing its soul to its predator.

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