The Hunt Is Calling: Are You Man Enough to Answer?

You don’t come to Vara Ranch for a weekend getaway.

You come for something deeper. Raw. Real. Unfiltered.

This is where the stories begin—the kind you don’t tell in polite company. The kind that start with a rifle in your hands and end with a bourbon by the fire. Because here, in the heart of Texas, the chase isn’t just a pastime—it’s a calling. One that separates the men from the boys, the legends from the loudmouths.

At Vara Ranch, we don’t do ordinary. We don’t do tame. And we sure as hell don’t do fake.

What we offer is a proving ground for the kind of man who doesn't need a selfie to know he's alive. Trophy Axis, Whitetail, Fallow, Red Stag—they’re not waiting. They’re out there, sharp-eyed and fast as hell. You want one? You’d better earn it.

This isn’t a photo op. It’s a hunt.

And when the sun sets, you don’t retire to a dusty bunkhouse. You return to a lodge built

like a cathedral to the wild. Custom suites, chef-prepared game meals, a full bar that

doesn’t run dry, and enough comfort to make your city friends question every life choice

they’ve made.

This is how legends unwind.

The skeet range hums at dusk. The long-range shooting course echoes with steel

ringing. And if you're not swapping stories by the fire pit, you’re probably cooling off in

the pool or trying your hand at poker in the game room—where the stakes are high and

the talk is higher.

Vara Ranch isn’t a destination. It’s a rite of passage.

So, here’s the pitch: Pack your rifle. Bring a friend. Leave your excuses at the gate.

Because the only thing waiting for you out here is the hunt of a lifetime—and maybe,

just maybe, a version of yourself you forgot existed.

The wild doesn’t whisper. It roars.

Are you listening?