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Monthly Archives: November 2012

“You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.”

Winston Churchill



Know what I mean, Vern?

Ten long years is what it’s been. I won’t get into the why of it being so long since I’ve hunted. I finally decided that it was time to get back into the outdoors.  Let me just say that I’m really glad I did.

There’s just something about easing into the woods before daylight that gets your heart pumping. Well, duh, the walk in.  The sights and sounds. The challenge to be as quiet as possible. The smells of nature filling your lungs.

Having hunting all my life, I still got excited heading out to the woods. In fact so much that I had to return to the house before I could get going good. This caused me to decided to not hunt from my tree stand. I didn’t want to get up there and have an accident from being so excited.

I can’t help but think back to the very first deer hunt I went on as a kid. It helps me appreciate how far I’ve come. I use the skills learned all those years ago each and every time I go hunting. Today was no different. I settled into my spot between two trees. Cleared all the leaves and branches away so that I wouldn’t make any noise. Then I sat back and enjoyed the sounds of the dawning day. I truly enjoy seeing wildlife. There’s just something about viewing them in their natural environment that soothes the soul. I must have seen 20 squirrels on this morning. Those little creatures sure can make lots of noise. Deer are way more quiet in the woods than squirrels.

The first deer I spotted were four does.  You cannot imagine how this gets your heart pumping. I played a little game of hide and seek with these four ladies. Loved seeing them. Never did get a good shot so I just admired their beauty and watched them walk away.About an hour after those does left, something caught my eye. It was some movement. I could see the sun reflecting of a rack. Remember that heart pounding? Well it happened again. This buck was just enjoying eating his way through the woods. He was beautiful. At first I didn’t have a good shot. I don’t like to make a questionable shot. The animals deserve more respect than that.  Patience paid off yet again. Soon he moved and presented me with a nice shot.  BOOM! Then the smoke-filled the area in front of me. Smoke poles get their name honest. That’s when my heart went into overdrive. I was breathing like I had run up the capital steps. I calmed down and reloaded the muzzleloader. Then I went over to where the buck had been. There was no doubt I had a solid hit on him. About 15 yards away he was down.  After some work I had him loaded up and ready to be checked in. Soon he was at the butcher. I can’t wait to enjoy all the meals this wonderful animal will give me.

It took ten years to get back at it. I’m going to do my best to enjoy as much time hunting as I can over these coming years. I know the day is coming when I won’t be able to do such. That’s when I’ll rely on all the memories to pass the time. Hopefully the journey never ends in the hollows of my mind.




Some of you have mentioned you haven’t seen my face in far too long. This will have to do for now. You’re welcome.