WOW it's been awhile!

I never thought that it would be hard to come up with things to write about, afterall I have lots of opinions and thoughts about lots of stuff, right. Yet, for almost a month and a half I have been M.I.A. here in my little blog world. I go through the days and think who wants to know about stuff like that... And this morning I sit here realizing that there has been alot happen in the past several weeks so let me update you on some of the happenings.

The first Duck hunting season I failed to bring home any trophys, But I did find a few promising spots to hunt this season that just recently started. So hopefully that will be something to talk about for the next six weeks (other than the upcoming Christmas holiday.)

I believe I mentioned to you all before about the religious season of deer hunting here in the state of West Virginia. Well I did my duties as a man of this state (to go out with the guys and try to bring home one of these monsters that are hiding in the woods.) Notice that I said try... Thanksgiving day, my brother made it in to hunt so, I had to go hunt with my brother, right. (Beautiful Wife has alot more about T-day on her blog so I'll spare you hearing the details with all that agian.) We gathered together at about 5:30a.m. at AJ's (my brother) in-laws house, so we could hunt there. We got a plan together (who was going where and what time we would meet back at the house) afterall we all had to be somewhere for a dinner to. Doug (AJ's father-in-law) and I went out to this place he calls "the log". Doug talks about this log as if there is no better place in the world to hunt. Doug has told me many stories of the deer killed in that one spot, but I have hunted that spot with doug a few times now have not seen a trace of a deer there yet. The same went for that morning, as we ended our morning hunt and came up with a plan for what time we were going to meet up again we seperated ways for our dinner.

That afternoon we all met up again, with the addition of my son, Damon, who insisted he wanted to go deer hunting. That afternoon Damon and I went out to the pine thickit where we sat, hiding behind a fallen tree from the spring. We watched for about 2 hours before 2 does (female deer-for those who don't know) popped up over the hill, we watched them for about 10 minutes but could not get a good shot on either one before they went back over the hill. We sat there for about another 20 minutes, Damon wanting to go back to the house now, and suddenly 2 more deer come up. We watched and waited patiently, finally one comes out to a clear spot, now Damon is getting all excited because he sees me pull the gun up. I get this nice size deer in the cross hairs of my scope and realize that it is a buck (now I have to mention at this point I have this dissease I call buckitis, in about 20 years of hunting, I have never killed one of these horned monsters). So I go through the steps in my head, take a deep breath, hold steady, clear shot, safety off, and... BANG!!! Now somewhere between safety off and bang is where it all went wrong. I was holding on the center of the front shoulders making sure I was not going to miss this oportunity to get rid of my dissease, and yet I shoot right behind the rumpuss of this buck. So after going over just to make sure that there wasn't any blood or hair Damon and I headed for the house.

I'll be here at home almost all day today, just maybe I'll make it back for another before the day is up! There is a few more things to tell you about.

(I figure that I should point out that the pictures on this post are not of what I actually saw.)