dave, how's the little "pardner" doing?!! reminds me of my dad letting me finish off the deer with my bb gun when i was a kid!! i'm like you, love to see kids hunt and fish. kept me out of trouble, probably would keep most kids out of trouble. one of my nephews killed his first turkey with me (after we had heard owls hoot that morning, deer walk out in front of us, and strutting turkeys for about an hour), my other nephew caught his first fish with me. wonderful feeling, and i bet they will be like us someday, passing this on to their youngins'
I killed my biggest deer ever 150 yards behind my pond dam. it's muzzleloading season now in arkansas, and it sure is nice to walk outside my front door and fish or walk shortly into the woods and hunt (we dove hunt also right in the back pasture). only problem is, the little dog freaks out and barks...then momma ain't happy, and game is over. and as someone said before on this site, "if momma ain't happy, ain't nooooobbboooodddyyy happy!!"
My place does not provide the best of everything, but it allows me some of almost everything, allowing me to stay close to home and my family. i still occasionally get up 2 hours early to get to my old spot, but then that is an entire day event away from the family.
Something neat yesterday. sitting in my climbing deer stand way on up in a tree behind my dam. then here come the geese in for a landing, not far above my head; beautiful (until you step in their crap).
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