In the Orange
The deer hunters are doing awesome up here this year. It seems like everyone is shooting some very nice bucks. Our friend’s daughter shot a huge 10 point buck, Shari’s counterpart Bob got a nice 8 point, and their friend Mike shot a very large 10 point this evening. The deer population has exploded up here and they seem to be running everywhere. My Mike is a happy hunter since he shot his buck on Tuesday morning. I actually bought a license this year and decided I would go out on Tuesday afternoon since Mike was done hunting. He suggested I use his tree stand that was in the middle of a clear cut area. I climbed up the ladder, barely able to step from rung to rung because my snowpants were restricting my movement. I finally got to the top and it felt like I was in the St. Louis Arch. The wind was blowing and the tree was swaying so much I got dizzy sitting on the chair. So, I moved down to where my feet would usually rest and there I sat, near motionless for 3 hours. That is an amazing feat for me, just so you know. The wind howled and then the rain started to come down. I began to shiver and then I thought to myself, "What in the heck am I 10 feet up in the air, freezing my butt off, waiting for a deer to come when I don’t even know if I would shoot it if it did come?" That’s when I crawled back down the ladder, got in my car, cranked the heat and decided I had enough deer hunting for this season. The deer are safe from me and I will be content to hike in the woods and look for the antlers that are shed each year, that will be my trophy buck!