He and I started bowhunting in 1968. We'd go every weekend in October.
We hardly killed anything, but the romance of it all made it worth it.
Had many encounters but no blood was usually drawn.
Finally killed a few doe and a couple of small basket racks....and couldn't have been happier.
Days were before real climbing stands; we used blocks of 2X4's nailed to the tree trunks and stood on limbs. We had a plot of COE's land practically to ourselves for years.
Sometimes we'd hunt close to one another and use crow calls for simple communication.
Anyway, lots of memories floating thru the head right now.
We haven't hunted together in many, many years but it seems just like yesterday.
Enjoy you time outdoors with friends and family....you never know when it might end.
We hardly killed anything, but the romance of it all made it worth it.
Had many encounters but no blood was usually drawn.
Finally killed a few doe and a couple of small basket racks....and couldn't have been happier.
Days were before real climbing stands; we used blocks of 2X4's nailed to the tree trunks and stood on limbs. We had a plot of COE's land practically to ourselves for years.
Sometimes we'd hunt close to one another and use crow calls for simple communication.
Anyway, lots of memories floating thru the head right now.
We haven't hunted together in many, many years but it seems just like yesterday.
Enjoy you time outdoors with friends and family....you never know when it might end.
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