Wednesday, April 21, 2010
I have to explain this area is where the deer and hogs come in as it is surrounded by brush in other's properties and there are no houses or roads, in other words no activity. I feel sure kids decorated this blind maybe with the help of their Mom. I used to hunt with Mel (deceased husband) but our hunting place was west of San Antonio kind of where Sea World is now. Our blind was on the ground and in brush. Our blind was not decorated, not even repaired. In other words it was a shack. Over the years the wood rotted and we sat with sleet or rain coming in on us. Isn't that what hunting is all about? Roughing it? It had lots of Daddy Longlegs in the top corners. Since I didn't have my licence I spent time counting the spiders. One hunting season Mel got his limit the first two days of hunting season so he told me to get my licence and now I could hunt and he would sit with me. I'm just a big push over. Okay here I am with that big gun sticking out the window and a big buck stepped out of the brush. I swear it had a larger rack then either of his deer. He was having a fit. I hear in my ear "shoot honey, shoot". I say I can't see it. Well I don't know why its right in front of you. Thank goodness that pretty deer ran. Buck fever is real.