Deer Season - Opening Day - Day 1
So today, Saturday, Oct 1, 2016, marks the opening day of archery season for deer in Indiana. I had not yet even fired the crossbow this year - so unlike me not to be ready. And, it was a bit damp (raining) this morning. I slept in.
I got my gear ready, including clothes, and fired the crossbow. It was still on. I headed for the woods at 4 pm, with sunset hitting at 7:30 pm. It was 63 F with 73% relative humidity. I drove out to Vice's tree farm, parked, and put on my face paint. I walked to the creek - remembering then that I forgot two things: my suppressed .22 to pop squirrels and a semi-truck load of mosquito repellent. Mama mia - those things would not quit.
I stalked to the creek and saw more squirrels today than I did the entire squirrel season. I found a likely spot and hoped that if I stood still, the mosquitoes would leave. Boy was I wrong.
I spent the entire time swatting and getting bit. I have more bites than I can count and I only got to confirm 6 kills. As manly as I thought I was, I was driven from the woods after one hour and fifteen minutes. Those little blood suckers would not stop.
As I walked out, I jumped a small doe. She ran and never offered a shot. But at this point, I am counting that as a WIN. I went to the woods, hunted (kinda), and saw deer. Not all that relaxing today and I had to remove one glove and use it to swat for one hour and fifteen minutes.
I got my gear ready, including clothes, and fired the crossbow. It was still on. I headed for the woods at 4 pm, with sunset hitting at 7:30 pm. It was 63 F with 73% relative humidity. I drove out to Vice's tree farm, parked, and put on my face paint. I walked to the creek - remembering then that I forgot two things: my suppressed .22 to pop squirrels and a semi-truck load of mosquito repellent. Mama mia - those things would not quit.
I stalked to the creek and saw more squirrels today than I did the entire squirrel season. I found a likely spot and hoped that if I stood still, the mosquitoes would leave. Boy was I wrong.
I spent the entire time swatting and getting bit. I have more bites than I can count and I only got to confirm 6 kills. As manly as I thought I was, I was driven from the woods after one hour and fifteen minutes. Those little blood suckers would not stop.
As I walked out, I jumped a small doe. She ran and never offered a shot. But at this point, I am counting that as a WIN. I went to the woods, hunted (kinda), and saw deer. Not all that relaxing today and I had to remove one glove and use it to swat for one hour and fifteen minutes.
Selfie - wearing glasses & home-made camo paint
Looking N on Vice's tree farm
Looking W - that's the creek just beyond the clearing
The end of the hunt - crossbow and beer!
Let them burn in Hell, where they belong!
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