I'll throw some of my favorites into the ring:

Meshack Browning -- At one point he was allied with a pack of wolves that aided him in his deer hunts. This guy's idea of fun was lauching himself onto the back of a large buck or black bear and going one-on-one with a knife.

Phillip Tome -- live-caught elk and brought them back to town for display

Fredrick Gerstacker -- Landed in NYC and walked all the way to Arkansas, hunting on the way.

If you are not familiar with them, then I suggest that you look up these names on Amazon and elsewhere and acquire their autobiographies.

Ernst Koeppe-- He was my dad's mother's older brother. He was the hunter-in-chief for a district in the Black Forest. Of the family, he's the best hunter I know. Dad hunted with him once-- was able to call up a stag from hundreds of meters away with an antler whistle.

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