springmom
November 2, 2006, 03:59 PM
Dawn, two days from now, is the start of gun season here in Texas. Husband and I are going up tomorrow afternoon to place our blinds/stands (I can't climb a ladder so have to hunt from a ground blind), scout, and staying overnight in the Best Western up in Willis, then up early Saturday morning to be there before morning light in Sam Houston National Forest.
Cannot WAIT!!!
I went over to Gander Mountain this afternoon for a few last minute things. Never saw so many pickup trucks in one place that wasn't a Ford dealership:neener: Much to my delight, somebody has finally made scent control shampoo and conditioner (important for long hair, trust me on this). I'm looking forward to venison for Christmas dinner this year.
We didn't get a doe tag for the forest, either one of us, so it's one of the boys or nothing. However, if we get totally skunked, we still get to go on a draw hunt up in Huntsville State Park in January (doe and spike buck only).
So it begins. Early early mornings, freezing fingers and toes, trying to walk quietly and feeling like I sound like a Mac truck. The silence in the cold morning air. The woodpeckers, including one endangered species that you can pretty much only see in that forest, hammering on the trunks of the trees as the sunlight warms the forest. The early season monarch butterflies, on their annual trek to Mexico for the winter, as they flit through on their way south.
And the waiting. Your heart pounding so loud you know every deer in a mille can hear it. The excitement when the brush rustles off to one side and you KNOW what is just beyond it. The amazement of looking at these incredible, beautiful creatures. The frustration when that hoof comes down and that tail goes up and that critter goes bounding off.
And the taste of venison chili, later this year....
Good luck, and good hunting, to you all who will be out there this weekend too.
Springmom
Cannot WAIT!!!
I went over to Gander Mountain this afternoon for a few last minute things. Never saw so many pickup trucks in one place that wasn't a Ford dealership:neener: Much to my delight, somebody has finally made scent control shampoo and conditioner (important for long hair, trust me on this). I'm looking forward to venison for Christmas dinner this year.
We didn't get a doe tag for the forest, either one of us, so it's one of the boys or nothing. However, if we get totally skunked, we still get to go on a draw hunt up in Huntsville State Park in January (doe and spike buck only).
So it begins. Early early mornings, freezing fingers and toes, trying to walk quietly and feeling like I sound like a Mac truck. The silence in the cold morning air. The woodpeckers, including one endangered species that you can pretty much only see in that forest, hammering on the trunks of the trees as the sunlight warms the forest. The early season monarch butterflies, on their annual trek to Mexico for the winter, as they flit through on their way south.
And the waiting. Your heart pounding so loud you know every deer in a mille can hear it. The excitement when the brush rustles off to one side and you KNOW what is just beyond it. The amazement of looking at these incredible, beautiful creatures. The frustration when that hoof comes down and that tail goes up and that critter goes bounding off.
And the taste of venison chili, later this year....
Good luck, and good hunting, to you all who will be out there this weekend too.
Springmom