This post makes me laugh! I am quite certain we are all certifiable! But I wouldn't have it any other way!My wife (City Girl)just shakes her head at me all the time.Her favorite is when I am going out to hunt in the afternoon,no one is up in the morning when I am headed out,when I wont let the dog come near me(gotta keep as scent free as possible)I have had to run away from the dog to keep her from jumping on me,and of course no good bye hugs because I don't want any perfume or other girly smelling stuff on me. This is just scratching the surface of a lot of other (bizaar)normal hunting preparation behavior.
Don't you love it though!!!

Believe me, if I was fortunate enough to have enough land to shoot like that in my back yard, I would definitely be doing it as well.

Last night I found myself pacing off the distance from my front door to the back wall of my den for an inclimate weather option when the wife, kids, and mother in law weren't around. It came out to 20 yards. Then I started thinking about shooting from inside the front wall of my house, through the kitchen, out the back door, into the back yard and my target area (around 28 yards).

Lmao. I actually shot out of my office door into my small shop when it is raining. I can shot from 15 to 30 yards and stay out of the rain. I guess we are all crazy, or maybe we are normal and everyone else is crazy.

My wife caught me re-pacing and checking for obstacles through the living room and kitchen last night. She asked me what I was up to. I just smiled. She said "you are not going to shoot that bow through the kitchen and out the door.". Damn; after all these years of marriage she has figured me out. [&:]

Hey, did you marry my wife? Maybe sisters of different mothers.

When I was in school at Pitt, I had an apartment downtown Pittsburgh.

Well, it was the Thursday before archery season, and I hadn't shot my bow in two weeks. In a panic, I made a bag target out of some old clothes, blankets, towels and a 50# rock-salt bag. So take to the teeny little backyard downtown and started launching arrows into this bag.

Some of my neighbor friends (city folk) were watching this whole episode and laughing at me. Well, needless to say, one of the people in the high-rise next door didn't see the humor in it and the police showed up about 15 minutes into my session.

Lucky for me, I was sighted in pretty good. When they showed up, they couldn't stop laughing, but they did make me stop. They said it was the first time they've had an archery complaint downtown. The policemen were trying to draw the bow and were checking it out. They were going to try a few shots, but the old hag next door might not have taken too kindly to that, so we had to put the toys away.

My saying is close... "I'm not crazy, the world is, I just happen to stand out more"

And its fun being crazy because normal is boring?

I have done most of the things that you guyies call crazy.My wife can't say any thing becouse she now does them with me ,while all but knife hunt with dogs for hogs. She wont do that yet just give me time though. hahhahaha She will try it and if you have not tried it you need to pure adrinalin. The closesed thing to really becomeing a true preditor,very up close and personal.Love it, Yall should try it some time.

Good hunting,
Brian

I'm getting ready for an upcoming hog hunt and the guide tells us all the tree stands are set at 12 feet.

Well, lucky me, cause that's just what the front porch roof is set at! My 11 year old boy is kind enough to pull arrows and run back up the stairs to hand them out the window. My neighbors think I'm nuts, my wife KNOWS I'm nuts. (BUT she married me!)

Kev