Nilgai antelope are right at home in the vast reaches of the brush country.
Starting south of Corpus Christi and extending through the Wild Horse Desert and into the Rio Grande Valley, you’ll find the perfect habitat for “blue bulls,” which have continued to thrive since being introduced in the...
The misidentification occurred years ago by a teenage deer hunter, but the mistake still rings true many more seasons well into adulthood.
Every time I think about the scenario I still get a sinking feeling, and while I broke no law and did nothing illegal, I perpetrated a cardinal sin...
Caesar Kleberg knew a thing or two about capitalizing on an opportunity.
One of the truly great conservationists of the past century – and not just in Texas – Kleberg’s legacy included leaving the King Ranch better than he found it and helping to promote sustainable land use that would...
The Texas Parks and Wildlife Department is gathering input on possible dove hunting changes in conjunction with upcoming public hearings in San Antonio and Corpus Christi.
The department will be scoping the expansion of the Special White-winged Dove Area and the associated reduction of mourning doves in the daily bag...
Texas waterfowl hunting is much like deer hunting in the Lone Star State: Even in what biologists and land managers term “down” seasons, we’ve still got what the average hunter would deem “good” opportunities.
That being said, the current duck hunting outlook certainly has shaped up to be mostly murky...
Spring turkey hunting can be a hit-or-miss proposition.
The jubilant Merriam's gobbler chortled in response each time the gentle purr in the distance carried on the faint mountain breeze.
The attentive bird was all ears as he strutted in a clearing near a stand of sinewy Ponderosa pines, carefully keeping a...
Texas is unrivaled in lands and waterways filled with game birds and game animals, offering a wealth of outdoors opportunities.
However, with the good also comes the bad – and even the ugly.
We’re infested with invasives of all shapes, sizes, demeanors and hues, some of them much closer than you...
The dusty breeze tickled the tops of spindly mesquites and thick bunch grass as I descended the steps of the tower stand.
At the bottom, the icy chill of the late November morning hit me square in the face as binoculars were raised for what seemed like the 100th time.
The massive nontypical buck was laying down.
Better yet, he was facing away.
Best of all, he...
