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The Wind – The Invisible Force That Shapes Every Hunt
The wind is the oldest hunting companion known to man—unseen, unpredictable, ever-present. It carries scent, betrays presence, and changes perception. No modern optic, no thermal scope, no rangefinder can replace what it teaches us: patience, awareness, and the instinct for the invisible. To stand in the woods and read the wind is to be in conversation with nature—and with yourself.


A Hunting Day in 2040 – Silence in the Digital Woods
Hunting stands on the edge of a new era. Between carbon barrels and artificial intelligence, between drone and dog, a new understanding of the craft is emerging. Technology changes what we see – but not what we feel. Schuss & Stille dares to look ahead: into a future where precision meets mindfulness, and hunting becomes quieter, more conscious, and more profound than ever before.


Why Saint Hubert Still Speaks to the Hunter’s Heart
There’s a time each year when the chase pauses. When fog rolls across the fields, the hunting horn calls, and the sun filters low through bare branches – it’s the Feast of Saint Hubert, November 3rd. For centuries, this day has marked a pause for hunters across Europe: a day of reflection, remembrance, and respect. More than a church tradition, it’s a state of mind.


Always On: When Your Smartphone Tags Along in the Woods
Hunting has always been a counterpoint to everyday life — a place of silence, a moment of release, a school of patience. Those who set out with a rifle entered another world, where seconds stretched into minutes and minutes into hours, guided by the rhythm of nature. But that rhythm is changing. Today, hardly any hunter enters the field without a smartphone in their pocket.


The Art of Waiting – A Hunting Virtue in Transition
Hunting has always been a school of patience — hours of stillness, listening, and observation were once part of every hunter’s daily routine. But in a world that is becoming faster and more technological, this quiet discipline is at risk of disappearing. What happens when hunters forget the art of waiting? And what might we rediscover when we begin to trust our own senses once again?
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