This is a rare occurance for me. I am able to take the day to go deer hunting. Although it’s not really the hunt so much as it is the time to just be alone. Too be able to look at the creation all around is just a moment that allows me to consider His blessings upon my life as well as my famly’s. I’m typing on my Blackberry without my glasses either, so I’ll edit this later.
My alarm didn’t go off at 4am like it was supposed to. However, my bladder woke me at 4:30. I hope the kids let the Mrs. Sleep in. I talked with them last night to let them know that I wouldn’t be there when they wake up. Get your cereal, you can eat in the living room. Just keep the TV low and try not to wake mommy up. Lindsay asked if they could fix mommy breakfast and bring it to her in bed. (See what I mean about being blessed?)
It’s almost 90 miles to my friends property where I hunt so I was a little late getting into the stand. It was already shooting light when I started climbing the ladder to my stand. So I’m sitting up in a tree stand, behind me and to my right are “the deep woods. Mostly hard woods with pine mixed in. In front of me is about a 5 acre field that hasn’t been planted for the last three years, so it’s grown over with tall thick grass. To my left is the swamp. At 8 o’clock a young doe came from the left walking the field edge. Passed right in front of me (literally 10ft). It’s 10:30 a.m. now and a little button buck just did the same. I plan on sitting till around noon-thirty to see if that monster buck works his scrape line. That will give me more time to communicate with the great I Am! It’s a wonderful day in the deep woods! ******************************************************************************************************** Okay I’m back. The more time I had to contemplate my life and the role I play as the husband, father, grandfather, the more I felt like I wanted to come home instead of staying for the evening hunt. So, I climbed down about 12:45 and was home before 3:00 o’clock. The temperature at sunrise was around 20 degrees and the field had a heavy layer of frost on it. I was well prepared with my long johns, Realtree thermal jumpsuit, thermal wool socks, heat pads in my insulated boots, Realtree knit cap and this velcro nose/mouth/ear cover thingy… of course I had the (what else) Realtree gloves. I really was quite comfortable. Not long after sunrise there came a mature male Redtail Hawk circling the field. He would swoop down low then zip back up. He looked like he was zeroing in on his prey but never “pounced.” It was so amazing to watch this raptor so gracefully glide along, rarely flapping his wings. At one point he made a turn about 20 feet in front of me showing me his under-belly and massive wing span. What a beautiful sight. Throughout the morning I saw many different colored… finches, I think. Some yellow, some blue grey landing right next to me in the tree. Haha, I suppose my camo works pretty good!
It was so cool to watch those two deer walk practically underneath my stand. That little button buck was lucky he was in the right position for me to see those two little nubs of horns just breaking the skin on his head. Initially I thought he was a big doe and was getting ready to “harvest” some venison. We only shoot 8 points or better on their property, unless it’s doe day… like today. So I decided to have some fun with the young buck. As he stepped onto the fire trail leaving the field I picked up my grunt call (which is used to mimick the sound of a mature buck). Grunt-gruuunt! He stopped, head up, ears alert. Grunt-grunt. He stiffened, cocked his head around to my direction a bit. He waits…. begins to walk off. Gruuuunt-grunt. Every muscle in his young body is now at attention, alert as he can be. Making little turns with his head, lowering his neck to look low in my direction… intensely looking to see where the “buck” is. He looked for about 3 minutes before he began to walk off again. Grunt-grunt-grunt. No response this time, he just walks on up the trail. I think he was probably going to the pond or into the bedding area. It was a fun hunt.
So when I get home Porter greets me at the door. “Daddy! I missed you so much.” The kid is something else now. I went upstairs to greet the girls. Lindsay is trying on some new winter clothes. You know how little girls are. She’s all giggly, excited about her new clothes. I asked the Mrs.M “Did the kids let you sleep in?” Kinda, she replied. Kinda? I asked. Well… until Lindsay started playing the piano. lol! I guess next time in addition to telling them to keep the TV low I should include “no piano or other instruments of noise until mommy gets up.” haha
Gotta go for now because as some of you already know it’s “marshmallow season” and Porter wants to roast marshmallows in the fire place.