Deer Hunting, 2003
Ouch. I didn’t make notes for the 2003 Whitetail Pond Expedition. I’ve got a handful of pictures, which you can find here
I’ve also got the following email that I sent to my dad the following week:
John shot a nice little buck late Saturday afternoon, and I shot one that
might be a hair bigger Sunday afternoon at about 2. A full report in
web site fashion is forthcoming, complete with full color pictures
of the victims and perpetrators. John’s clever backpack invention
really saved the weekend — pulling both deer out wasn’t much more
work than walking out in thick clothes. (Seriously — it was like
walking! Truly amazing.)
I think the count of seen deer was something like 9 on Saturday, and
a few less on Sunday. (We got down to the land at 11 am on Sunday, though,
and didn’t stay past 3 on Sunday.)
Saturday morning was quite cold — 15 below, we found out later. (There’s
some doubt that we would have been out for the opening morning if we’d
known it was that cold.) My feet got painfully cold — didn’t wear the
electric socks and regretted it. (I’d thought it was 10 above or so!)
Afternoon hunt was a lot more pleasant, and Sunday’s was warmer still.
Bruce’s gang was good. We saw everyone (daughters, daughters-in-law,
babies, Bruce, and Judy) except the boys — they were still out
hunting. They had three little ones strung up, and Bruce planned
to fill up all five of his tags!