So we made the foray back down to Red Wing. The whole family this time. It was Patti’s turn to hunt, and along with her was my dad, both of my brothers, my nephew, and my brother-in-law.
For my nephew it was his first time deer hunting, and gotta hand it to him. He sat in the stand Matt and I put up for him for 5 hours straight, and got a nice fat doe. First morning in the woods and he put a deer down. Proud of the guy.
My brother Matt took a large 11 pointer, and a yearling, while my brother Mark took a yearling.
For me, Patti and the kids, it was a weekend of illness. Apparently there is some nasty virus going around and we spent the better part of the weekend either sleeping, or losing large amounts of bodily fluids. My brother-in-law was laid low by the same illness. Sucks, but then there is always next weekend.
Sorry this posting is so short. I am still not feeling up to par. A few weeks of hard-core food gathering to go, and then it is the slower winter time, planning for next year, and some ice fishing when we want to brave the cold.
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I am a Pa. resident and a lot of the oebplrm i see is access. A lot of good hunting ground is being bought up and posted. And a lot of these people don’t hunt. Some I ‘ve seen don’t hunt , won’t let neighbors hunt their ground or other people whom previously had perrmision to hunt there, and then they will harrass anyone that is hunting close to there property line.All of the deer soon figure out they need to be back in the posted ground well before shooting hours.Recently there has been a push for Sunday hunting to promote more hunters.A lot of the resistance I’ve heard and seen is from the farmers saying they are going to post their ground if Sunday hunting is aloud . I don’t understand this because they are always bitching about crop damage. But yet they are standing in line for crop damage tags to kill more deer , and they will be in line for crop damage insurance after the deer have eaten their corn. I feel that if this is the case then they should be ineligable for such benifits. Besides most of these farmers don’t even collect the meat to give to the needy. They will just gut shoot them and let the deer run off somewhere else to die. All the teenagers ( new hunters ) don’t want to go anymore because they are bored not seeing anything. I’m 52 yrs. old and in my teens and even up through my late thirties we would see anywhere from thirty to fifty deer a day but around the year 2000 the game commision opened up war on does. Putting doe season in for 2 weeks at the same time as buck season instead of leaving it just the 3 days after buck season . Now you are very lucky if you see 5 deer in a day. If I wasn’t a hunting junky I would give it up also.
Good job!Hunting like it was meant to be.Age..no problem. Just like the old days. Once you are able, you are out there. Especailly with that type of woepan from a safety standpoint, you don’t have to worry about a bad shot hitting someone or something.The woepan…disgusting?! Really!?! Better than a high powered rifle w/ scope at 200 yards. Talk about challenging and evening the odds, you can’t get any better than this.Posted by: Daniel
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One of my young dog’s first ever retrieves, dawn criepeng into the marsh while ducks whistle overhead just prior to legal shooting, intensity of my lab sitting next to me in the duck blind scanning the skies for incoming, sharing the bed in a motel with both my labs in South Dakota after chasing roosters most of the day, the moment you decide on Your Pick of The Liter , the moment when you realize you have one fine bird dog, the first time you realize you and your dogs are a pretty darn good hunting team and seeing your dog run down a winged rooster half way across a section field. Hearing your first elk bugle high in the Rockies is music for the soul as well.