ORIGINAL: dukemichaels
ORIGINAL: Germ
Well with the east wind I had to hunt towards the front of the farm. I hunt a little corner of field and where a swail comes through. I can see the house from the stand, it's not to far, but it's a great little funnel the deer can sneak through.
My Dad was going out to ride his bike, I told him to go ahead, I was hunting where I could see the house. For those who don't know my mother is in early stages of Alzheimer’s disease. At 6:40 PM I have bow in hand waiting for deer, no deer yet, but I can feel them coming. I hear "Gary", at first I thought a squirrel was talking to me. "Gary" again I hear it, I turn around and standing in the cut bean field is my mom. "Where are you" me "Right here mom" Mom "Dinner is ready come in and eat" me "Ok mom be right in" Mom "What the heck are you doing up there" me "just sitting" Mom "you're nuts"
Sometimes it's just not meant to be
You win Germ.. MI has WAY more pressure than Illinois.
Duke I amreally close to the house in this spot, it's really not that far of a walk. I told her I was there, and if she need me to honk the car horn.
Last week my son and I spent the night, she wanted to make us eggs in the morning. Zach loves eggs, after she cracked the third egg and threw the egg in the garbage and started frying the shells I moved in. She realized it and we had a good laugh, just like last night. After I came in, she felt bad, no big deal I said. I pretty much know where deer i want to shoot is at, in a east wind he's pretty safe from me
The guy going down the river with his boat at 6:30 was a help also
