Cookie1965
09-11-2013, 09:40 AM
Went up to the cabin Monday afternoon. Saw a dozen grouse, a half dozen hare and a 2 point on the drive in. I've been in a pissy mood lately so when I suggested a quick trip for myself the wife jumped at the chance to be rid of me. Got up early Yesterday morning, brewed a pot of coffee, threw my stuff in the truck and headed up the hill.
I stopped over a cut block before first light and set myself up, thermos, sandwich, binocs, Savage 99c in .308, sipped my coffee and watched a beautiful sunrise over the valley. Didn't see any deer then but really, that's not what this was about.
I spent 6 or 7 hours just noodling around the logging roads, stopping to hunt a bit, or eat a sandwich, I'm never as happy as when I'm out in the bush. Yesterday I realized I need a bird dog, and a book on edible mushrooms - never seen so many mushrooms in my life as yesterday. I saw a dozen deer during the day, mostly does and 2 spikes. I took 3 hares and 2 grouse, including one with my grandfathers 28ga SxS, the one in my avatar. But yesterday wasn't about filling the freezer, it was about being outdoors.
I spent a lot of time thinking yesterday. My cousin had a kid 25 years ago on the day our grandfather died. The grandfather who gave me that little shotgun. That kid just committed suicide over drugs, part of the reason I've been feeling so pissy. I lived with that kid and his mom for a while when he was 2. I introduced them to his stepfather. He used to sit on my lap and I told him stories about hunting. I gave him his first knife, which had been my grandfathers. He was a good kid, hooked on drugs he was prescribed for pain from hurting his back at work. Now he's dead.
I prescribed myself a day outdoors for the pain. It seems to be working but I'll need to refill the prescription soon.
I stopped over a cut block before first light and set myself up, thermos, sandwich, binocs, Savage 99c in .308, sipped my coffee and watched a beautiful sunrise over the valley. Didn't see any deer then but really, that's not what this was about.
I spent 6 or 7 hours just noodling around the logging roads, stopping to hunt a bit, or eat a sandwich, I'm never as happy as when I'm out in the bush. Yesterday I realized I need a bird dog, and a book on edible mushrooms - never seen so many mushrooms in my life as yesterday. I saw a dozen deer during the day, mostly does and 2 spikes. I took 3 hares and 2 grouse, including one with my grandfathers 28ga SxS, the one in my avatar. But yesterday wasn't about filling the freezer, it was about being outdoors.
I spent a lot of time thinking yesterday. My cousin had a kid 25 years ago on the day our grandfather died. The grandfather who gave me that little shotgun. That kid just committed suicide over drugs, part of the reason I've been feeling so pissy. I lived with that kid and his mom for a while when he was 2. I introduced them to his stepfather. He used to sit on my lap and I told him stories about hunting. I gave him his first knife, which had been my grandfathers. He was a good kid, hooked on drugs he was prescribed for pain from hurting his back at work. Now he's dead.
I prescribed myself a day outdoors for the pain. It seems to be working but I'll need to refill the prescription soon.