Saturday, November 21, 2020

Firearm Season


 The last time I went hunting was 1999.  That hunt lasted maybe fifteen minutes and I haven't had the desire to go out and kill another.  This year, one of the neighbors who always hunts isn't able to go and they depend on venison for most of their meat, so I volunteered. I have seen quite a few bucks, but I'm not buck hunting.  All of them have been less than mature and not trophy size or quality.  The does I've seen so far all have their babies with them, and I'm looking for one that won't leave orphans. If I don't find what I want Sunday, there are four more days coming up in two weeks.

PS: I went over to the farm today and saw some good ones.  There were a couple of does without babies hanging out by the barn, and there was a very pretty 8 point buck that I saw a couple times.




3 comments:

Merle said...

Good luck!

David aka True Blue Sam said...

Merle: I will add a couple photos from today in the post!

Merle said...

OK, it's a nice thing to help out a friend.
Wish I could still get out, but this COPD pretty much ruins that.