Late yesterday afternoon as I’m plugging away on the computer in the old home-office to make us a living, The Wife(tm) was getting a little bored. So, she loads up her rifle and such in the truck and heads for the bush. She’s been gone about 15 minutes when she calls me on the cell… Read More »
So, thanks to work and having life outside of hunting, I’m all-but out of days left I can possibly hunt before rifle season closes. Yesterday was one of the few I had left. So, The Wife(tm) and I head out about the crack of dawn (which was about an hour later than we originally meant… Read More »
Well, as of Friday, my 2008 hunting season is done. After falling off an extension ladder 2 weeks ago which tweaked my hip joints enough to make me walk like a duck and keep me from any significant hiking, I was relegated to road hunting for my last few days out. No bucks to be… Read More »
Well, the freezer has been looking just a little bit bare this year, having only one doe and a small-ish mulie in it (and for whatever bizarre reason, that doe is just as tough as nails, and probably going to be 100% hamburger, sadly) . So, this morning, we woke up long before daylight, grabbed… Read More »
So, after what has to be the worst season we’ve ever had of hunting, The Wife(tm) decided that she’d had enough of this not-shooting-anything thing. So, this morning, we headed into the MU she has a whitetail doe LEH in. She setup on this nice bench area, and I headed off down the road about… Read More »
The alarm went off early this morning, following a restless nights sleep. I’ve had some kind of nasty cold that’s been hanging on for a few days now that kept messing up my sleeping. Oh well, as if I would let a little thing like that stop me from hunting mule deer! The longer I… Read More »
So, last night in the last 15 minutes of fading light, I’m sitting quietly near a well used game trail, counting the does as they filter through (and wishing something with antlers would show up). About that time, The Wife™ calls me on the radio and says that gunshot I heard about 15 minutes ago… Read More »
This morning I climbed a mountain. A pretty big mountain. Packing my 12lb 303 British because The Wife(tm) is packing the Kimber down around on the low side of the same mountain. Took me almost an hour, and hurt me pretty good getting up it. Fifteen minutes after making the summit, I finally stopped sweating… Read More »
(Note: This story was written down by me (Jack) in the 1st person, but this really The Wife(tm)’s story, and I wrote it based on what she told me about how it all went down) A couple times this year before the start of hunting season, we had seen a really, really nice buck hanging… Read More »
So, opening day – archery. Like everyone else in the kootenays, The Wife ™ and I were looking for anything in the elk family (big bulls are preferred, but hey, we’ll take what we can get – we like elk steaks any way we can get em’). We headed out long before daylight to the… Read More »