The Good, The Bad and The Mad

We spent another weekend at the Hun-Tin house, and boy do I have some stories to tell.  We got to hunt Friday afternoon, Saturday morning and afternoon, and Sunday morning. 

Since we had so many opportunities to hunt, I had multiple hunting partners and each has a story. 

We will start with The Good…

Cade was my hunting buddy Saturday afternoon.

He always does a great job of spotting the animals, and he is really still.  He is a really good hunting buddy.  The funniest moment of that hunt was when he had to pee.  I had to empty out my water bottle so he could use it.  He had held it for so long, that he ended up peeing all over my leg.  That is a story neither of us will ever forget!

We weren’t by ourselves, though.  Daddy was in the tree next to us. 

 

Saturday was a long day….we hunted a total of 9 HOURS!!! That is the longest I have ever been that still or that quiet.  Does that make me a serious hunter? 

That night, we had to walk back to our buggy.  It was a scene that could have come from the Blair Witch Project.  Momma is scared to be in the woods at dark.  I have seen what roams around in there.  Here is the full moon on the way back.

Now…The Bad.

We got to the woods around 3:30 Friday afternoon.  We were discussing the hunting arrangements, and it was decided that now that I have my own gun, I am a big girl.  I can hunt by myself (without Rob.)  So….since SaraGrace was such a wonderful hunting buddy last weekend, I thought it would be great if she went with me.

 

NOT!!!!  She had not had a nap, so that was mistake #1.  It started out great, until she started banging all over the metal chair in the box.  I got on to her, and then “Sassy Pants” invaded my daughter and took over.  She threw an all-out temper tantrum.  Once we recovered from that, I gave her my phone to play a game.  I had put my phone on “silent.”  Note: Silent does not work on Ipod mode.  Needless to say, we blessed all of the animals with Casting Crowns for several minutes.  Once I wrestled the phone away from her, she started yelling at the top of her lungs because we hadn’t seen anything.  Gee…I wonder why.  In all seriousness, we didn’t see anything, and she wasn’t the angel for me that she was for her daddy, but we did  get to spend some time together, which is what counts!

And finally….The Mad.

It is no secret that the main reason I love to hunt is because Rob and I enjoy hunting together.  He is always really great about letting me take the shot.  On Saturday morning, I woke up around 5:15 am (hence the dark, puffy eyes).  Woods and Water Barbie I am not!!!

 

We got dressed, and trekked in the 28 degree weather to the stand.  And…we even sat in a tree, not a box.  Around 8:00 am, an 8-point walked within 30 yards of us, stopping directly in front of us.  Rob begged me to shoot it, but it wasn’t exactly what I wanted for my first buck.  It was nice, but nothing to write home about.  Rob was so aggravated with me.  He couldn’t believe I passed it up.  His words to me were “Oh, now I have a trophy hunter for a wife.  A regular 8-point won’t do.”  If you know me, I am very competitive.  I am waiting for the perfect one!!!  Now that makes me a serious hunter:)

We had a great time spending time together as a family.  I am so thankful for my husband who takes the time to let his wife go hunting with him.  I’m sure I cramp his hunting style a tad, but he is always so gracious to finish last:)