SALE CREEK, Tenn. — I’ve always been amazed by the miraculous abilities of hunting dogs. Today I am even more amazed, thanks to my friend, Raymond Reed and his deer-tracking dog, Harley.
But before we get to the remarkable part, let me start from the beginning.
Deer hunting can often feel like hours of quiet boredom—just you, the woods, and the whisper of the wind. But like an uneventful baseball game that suddenly erupts into chaos, things can change in an instant. That’s exactly what happened to me just after 9 a.m. Wednesday…