Our Late MLing Season ended tonight, I did'nt get that Big Buck that I was looking for, but have no regrets on the season passing. We have 3 adult deer in the freezer and I made it through another hunting season, what more could anyone ask for.
As I walked out of the woods tonight I stopped by a old friend, a giant red oak. This red oak has been here for generations, she's stood the test of time and has seen more big bucks go by her than I will ever see. She dropped a gazillion acorns to feed the deer I hunt. I just had to pay her some respect as I walked by as I have on many occasions just to awe at her size.
No doubt she'll be here long after Im gone as the saw will never take her beauty from our woods. This is something most never seem to notice as they venture through the woods after there quarry. For me it is one more reason to know why I love being in the woods and enjoying the great outdoors, it's more than hunting that matters to me............
(BP)
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DANG!!! Ol` Breechplug is a TreeHugger. (And a poet. Must be the wine.)
Good read BP.
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Those big old trees are amazing things to see. I had a few Spruce in my woods until the tornado last year and all of them are now down. What a shame, they'd stood for countless years only to fall from Mother Nature's wrath. Although Spruce cause their own problem as they are a shallow root tree and they actually get too big to hold themselves. Oak are different. That is a nice big old oak.
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I think you are mistaken Breechplug. That tree ain't no girl. If you check real close I'll bet you will see nuts.
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My wife says I'm totally nuts, but I think I'm Semisane.
Things I've Learned: (1) It's not possible to please everyone, but quite easy to piss everyone off. (2) If you love animals as I do, then you're not a vegetarian. (3) There's no need to act stupid, even if you're very good at it. (4) If you eat right and exercise, don't smoke or drink, you're going to die anyway.
[quote=Breechplug;3892494] This is something most never seem to notice as they venture through the woods after there quarry.
That may be true, but just yesterday morning as I was still hunting I took a break and sat on a tree that was one of many that was blown down from a wind storm during the summer. Just 15 yards to my left stands a giant white oak about the same size as the oak in your picture. I admire that tree every time I see it.
Same here, BP.
I enjoyed my customary spot & stalk in a field where I do this every year in the late season it seems; they know I'm there but play along. Ended in a mexican stand-off w/ a young doe staring back at me while I looked down the sights at her. Finally just before sunset, I stood up & waved her and her pals off-for next year...
Took the long way out and stopped by a few spots much as you describe just to say thanks and bid adieu. These places have taught me a lot about both hunting and myself over the years, it's good to appreciate them.
I reached the van just as the stars were making their appearance, turned the key and 2011 was in the books. Already I was thinking what I will do differently next year.
Back when I lived in Georgia I used to go spring turkey hunting in the mountains. I had one special midday nap spot in a stand of hemlocks. I understand from a forrester friend that this was the southern-most stand of hemlocks in the country. The small needles on the forest floor certainly made a comfortable bed. Things like this are some to the main reasons l love hunting so much.
Said Good Bye to an Old Friend Tonight
(And a poet. Must be the wine.) 
but Im no treehugger.
in a stand of hemlocks. I understand from a forrester friend that this was the southern-most stand of hemlocks in the country. The small needles on the forest floor certainly made a comfortable bed. Things like this are some to the main reasons l love hunting so much.
