If it weren’t for hunting blinds, I might not have killed my first deer as a kid. I was barely a teen, and had just started hunting on my own. I was anything but stealthy. My dad made the wise ...

Imagine a giant flock—we’re talking 1,000 or more—of lesser Canada geese making the final hook into the wind and descending into the decoy spread, the first few landing right at your feet. That’s what ...