. . . To him who has once tasted the reckless independence, the haughty self-reliance, the sense of irresponsible freedom, which the forest life engenders, civilization thenceforth seems flat and stale. Its pleasures are insipid, its pursuits wearisome, its conventionalities, duties, and mutual dependence alike tedious and disgusting. The entrapped wanderer grows fierce and restless, and pants for breathing-room. His path, it is true, was choked with difficulties, but his body and soul were hardened to meet them; it was beset with dangers, but these were the very spice of his life, gladdening his heart with exulting self-confidence, and sending the blood through his veins with a livelier current. The wilderness, rough, harsh, and inexorable, has charms more potent in their seductive influence than all the lures of luxury and sloth. And often he on whom it has cast its magic finds no heart to dissolve the spell, and remains a wanderer and an Ishmaelite to the hour of his death.
Francis Parkman
My Mule Deer 2008
Scotty and I
I filled my Mule Deer tag with a nice buck that had a 28.5 inch spread and 24 inch main beams. A good buck for the area I was hunting. Only bad part was for the first time ever I blew a horn off with my second shot when trying to finish him, but the taxidermist can fix it, so it could be worse. A nice buck, and the first taking of a big game animal that Scotty was in on, now we just have to find him a nice whitetail. I finally broke down due to peer pressure and had this buck scored, 182 gross 177 net.
Scotty and I
I filled my Mule Deer tag with a nice buck that had a 28.5 inch spread and 24 inch main beams. A good buck for the area I was hunting. Only bad part was for the first time ever I blew a horn off with my second shot when trying to finish him, but the taxidermist can fix it, so it could be worse. A nice buck, and the first taking of a big game animal that Scotty was in on, now we just have to find him a nice whitetail. I finally broke down due to peer pressure and had this buck scored, 182 gross 177 net.
4 comments:
Pretty buck - good deep forks - had some good genes in him, anyhow. I'd sure be tickled with it! Always nice to share a moment like that with your son (I'm assuming, I guess)
I think this one of very few pics on your blog in which you are smiling!
I am always smiling on the inside....
I was also laughing at the duct tape job on the blown off horn, still can't believe I did that.
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