The best laid plans

[tautog]

Got up at 4, ate, dressed showered, jumped in the truck and got to the edge of the meadow by about 530 am, and entered the woodline. I had not flagged to the stand as it was JUST 40 yards inside the line, and wouldn't you know...arrogance bit me in the butt. Tromped for 10 minutes sweating to find it. Finally did and climbed in. Twenty minutes later a couple does passed behind me at 20 yards behind some brush. Had I been quieter.......stayed until 10 or so as the Moonguide said 8:52 was good. Nada. Taking a shower in a few minutes and redressing for round 2, and since the wind is all wrong for everywhere else, I am going back to the Arrogance Stand as I have renamed it from the Honey Hole. (Would have posted pics of Homer Simpson punding his forehead and going, "doh!")

[michihunter]

Gotcha covered Tautog!! ;D

[tautog]

Thanks for your ...uh...support! It gets BETTER. I get back on the stand at around 1:30 pm, prepared to wait for sunset plus. I laugh to myself(and I SWEAR this is what I thought: The only thing I could have had worse is if my bow got tangled and the dropaway rope gets caught, or if some nut comes running thru the woods yelling). Precisely two minutyes later I am struggling to get my bow up...you guessed it----dropaway cord caught on an oddball branch. Get the bow up---it LOOKS alright, so fuggedaboudit. I set up and sit down for the first part to let things settle. About two hours later, I stand to stretch and notice it is getting windier and cooler, so I put my jacket on. Nice & toasty. Fell asleep sitting up, and woke up to the sounds of UNBELIEVABLY: yelling. In the middle of the freekin' woods!!! The guy who bought the property next to the farm I am hunting that day has his kids running all over the oods playing Hide & Seek. They run past at 50 yards, I could barely make them out. I hear off in the distance...in the other dirsection, two distinct snorts and brush. I laugh out loud, tie my bow to the rope and descend also. I go home and test the bow, just in case. I am glad...whatever I did pulling it reset the left groupings I had after the LAST dropaway debacle, and now I am shooting VERY well. Tomorrow nite I'll shoot a coupla shafts offa the roof to double check the pendulum, and that should be good. Just gotta watch the rope from now until the end of the season when I sell the dropaway. Definitely going back to either a prong or a WB modified to clear the vanes. Also decided I am selling off my flyfishing stuff cheap, and my PSE Nova. Bowhunter's Warehouse is selling new AIM recurves and longbows for under 200 dollars, and I should be able to get some decent arrows abnd a hip quiver cheap enough.....NO MORE finicky stuff for me. Whew...what a first day of the season, huh?

[BT]

That is the worst day ever right?

Wrong!

I can only go out for 1/2 a day on opener because my wife needs to have a life

In NY they pretty much just let you go after 7 years with good time I am told

[vonottoexperience]

Now, Now BT

[tautog]

I swear I AM gonna write a book about bowhunting craziness and the absolute weird shat that happens to us all. A buddy of mine used to also work for Homeland Security and he had a trip planned for a LIFETIME hunt in Alaska for Blacktails and Bear. His loving wife washed his camo & packed it for him. When he opened the bag it smelled like LAVENDER.....she used regular detergent and froo-froo dryer sheets. Where he was that was ALL the clothes he had and no facilities. End of trip. Can you IMAGINE?? BTW---nope on the letting go, not always anyhow. Although if the judge is a bowhunter he may just give you a pass right outta the gate! Anyhow....I really think I am the Rodney Dangerfield of the Bowhunting Set.

[michihunter]

If your Rodney I'm Schleprock!! ;D

[tautog]

Excellent! QWe are gonna hook up and go hunting one day. We'll take my car. To get it going, we'll make that "feety" sound and get it up to speed, just like Fred & Barney!

[michihunter]

Lord knows you're closer to the truth about the car than I'd care to admit!! ;D ;D

[tautog]

Update: The saga continues!!! Forgot my safety belt and after a quarter mile walk, decided to hunt anyway. After two hours of 25+ ft without anything, decided I'd be better off to hunt on the ground/fiels edge. I find a nice spot and set up a quick brush blind in 5 minutes. I eat my PB & Jelly sandwich & gatorade and settle in. After just 10 minutes I hear a crow cackle off to my left, and a coupla twigs snap. I am wound up tighter than a gnat's bung. Ka-bang! A piece of something hits something else just 30 yards to my left! The farmer who owns the place is going thru his wood pile and decides the old door he ttrhrew away last month is good for kindling if split right. I decide to stalk out into the wind and see no game at all, but had a nice afternoon otherwise. I think maybe I'm gonna start carrying a flask!!!!! I mean, hell, I don't get no respect!