Das Jagdmagazin mit Weitblick

Food for Thought: For decades, he served the mountains as a professional gamekeeper—guarding wildlife and guiding guests. Now, just before retirement, he is laying down his rifle—not out of weakness, but out of conviction. “Many who come to hunt today only want to shoot at long range, like on a shooting line. They know little about the game—and even less about tradition.” His departure leaves us with a question: What remains of hunting when its soul is lost?

In Gregor Unterberger’s workshop, old hunting rifles get their souls back. Between the scent of oil and the dust of seasoned wood, the Waffendoc brings pieces to life that have been carried by generations—rifles long since grown into something far greater than metal. And when a hunter takes such a restored firearm back into his hands, he feels it instantly: You can’t buy memory. But you can bring it back—carefully, faithfully.

Hunting while pregnant? For Elisabeth, it never felt like a contradiction. In fact, she calls it one of the most meaningful seasons of her life as a hunter. The devoted outdoorswoman shows how expectant mothers can move safely and confidently through the woods — and she shares the lessons that helped her navigate this extraordinary time.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?