The Everyday Hunter

Steve Sorensen of Russell, Pennsylvania is an award-winning outdoor writer whose column appears frequently in three Pennsylvania newspapers: the Warren Times Observer, the Forest Press, and the Brookville Mirror, as well as Ohio Valley Outdoors magazine. He’s written feature articles for many magazines including Outdoor Life, Deer & Deer Hunting, Pennsylvania Game News, Fur-Fish-Game, North American Whitetail, Bear Hunting Magazine and NWPA Outdoors. He also contributes to daily readings at Sportsman'sDevotional.com twice each month. 

Steve is in popular demand as an event speaker with presentations on do-it-yourself Alaska moose hunting and wild turkey hunting. Invite him to speak at your next sportsmen’s dinner. E-mail Steve@EverydayHunter.com  for a brochure describing his programs. (Click here for more information.)

Steve is also Pastor of Pine Grove Christian Fellowship (PGCF.net) in Russell, PA (Evangelical Free Church of America) and a member of the Pennsylvania Outdoor Writers Association (POWA). He serves as a Deer & Deer Hunting magazine "Web Pro Staff," and as a member of the Field Pro Staff for Alpen Optics.

“The Everyday Hunter” won POWA’s award for “Best Newspaper Column” in 2006 and 2008.

At a glance...

• Favorite outdoor pursuits: hunting deer and spring gobblers
• Contributor to a variety of hunting magazines 
• Popular speaker at sportsman's dinners
• Winner of numerous outdoor writing awards
• Pastor of a church
• Board of directors, Allegheny District, Evangelical Free Church
• Board of directors, Pennsylvania Outdoor Writers Association
• 24 years writing for the direct marketing industry
• Writer, editor, photographer
• Author of award-winning column "The Everyday Hunter"

Steve is a member of...

• Alaska Professional Hunters Association
• National Wild Turkey Federation
• Quality Deer Management Association
• National Rifle Association
• PA Outdoor Writers Association
• W. R. Case Collectors Club
• Christian Bowhunters of America
• Hunting & Fishing Museum of PA
• United Bowhunters of Pennsylvania

Contact information: 

• Steve Sorensen 
• email: EverydayHunter@gmail.com 
• Phone: (814) 757-9411

Links to this website are welcome, but content is copyrighted and may be republished only with the express written permission of Steve Sorensen. (©2005-2009.)

 NEW!   As a little boy I desperately wanted to go hunting with my father. I remember one opening day of deer season – I was in first grade – when Dad brought home a 10-point buck and hung it in the old apple tree behind our house. I was sick and Mom wouldn’t let me go outside. I begged until she let me get my picture taken with Dad's buck before he skinned it.

Even before I was old enough to hunt, my Pennsylvania Game News (with those famous Ned Smith covers) was the highlight of my month. I read it ragged, and still have many of those worn out copies! They were a fountain of information and made me believe that someday  I’d get a magazine to publish what I would write.

From my earliest years, nothing ever matched the appeal of hunting. I remember as a teenager rushing home from school to get my beagle and my shotgun -- then walking back to the school and across the football team's practice field to hunt rabbits on the hillside above. (Don't try that today!)

When it came time for college I discovered that Boston, America’s most famous college town, was a great place to get a degree, but it’s not much fun for a die-hard hunter. And it was a long way from my beloved Pennsylvania woods.

One rainy May night in my third year, I was lucky enough to get home from Boston for a spring gobbler hunt.  I arrived after midnight and woke Dad up. He asked me if I wanted to go out if it was still raining in the morning. I said, “That's why I came home.” So, despite my long drive, after a few hours of sleep we were in the woods. 

A gobbler sounded off down over the hill, responding to an old Penn’s Woods single reed diaphragm. We dropped down to set up on a bench on the hillside, hiding by tucking ourselves against the root ball of an overturned cherry tree.

Before long, he made his way to us, but circled to my extreme right. I was using Dad's old Ithaca double barrel and had to shift the shotgun slowly to my left shoulder while still sighting with my right eye. With the 20-plus pound bird at 40 yards, I finally pulled the trigger, and the gobbler was mine.

After carrying that trophy tom to the top of the hill where we had parked Dad's old International Scout, we met some hard-core turkey hunters who were also after this great bird. It really felt good to be the one carrying the trophy. 

Hunting always feels good, whether I'm hunting woodchucks, coyotes, bears, deer,  turkeys, or the mighty Alaska moose. Writing about it is almost as much fun. That's why, "when the Everyday Hunter isn't hunting, he’s thinking about hunting, talking about hunting, dreaming about hunting, writing about hunting, or wishing he were hunting."

P.S. If you want to tell me exactly where your favorite hunting spot is, contact me at EverydayHunter@gmail.com.