You Know You Are A Novice Hunter When…
Your husband carefully and
tenderly gives you all his best hunting gear to wear, including his $250
hunting underwear and you have to add your signature pink “gator” around your
neck.
You get all your gear ready and
head to your Volvo SUV and don’t realize until your sweet hunting husband
laughingly says, “Baby, I think it’s best we take the truck…what do you think?”
There you go…I am a novice
hunter, wife to a very successful Big Game Hunter….I mean Cinnamon Black Bear,
European mounted Elk, Turkey fan and beard, 8.5 Lbs Largemouth Bass, 10 and 12
point deer on our office wall hunting- husband.
There are Ten (10) Rules I learned today. I am told there are hundreds more….Jeeezzzz
Rule Number 1: The first thing you pack is toilet paper
Rule Number 2: Never hunt without a current, valid license…NEVER
Rule Number 3: Take water, a compass, your weapon and ammunition
in that order
Rule Number 4: Always consider that your weapon may have
some recoil a/k/a “kick” for we novices. I learned the hard way today, but that’s
okay. I am now a certified, true
Huntswoman and have the fat lip to prove it
Rule Number 5: Eat and go potty BEFORE you start out on a
cold day…trust me on this one
Rule Number 6: The best spots to hunt deer typically are where
you find fresh “buck rub” and the more “deer trails” you find in one area,
generally the better chance you have of finding deer (we saw ten)
Rule Number 7: You MAY take photos only on non-serious day
hunts a/k/a the first time you go out with your hunting husband
Rule Number 8: You are only allowed to ask “How far to the
truck?” one time per hunt
Rule Number 9: You are allowed to make your husband proud
when you hit the walnut target he sets out for you with his 357 Magnum and then
hit it again with his 22 Rifle
Rule Number 10: You must remember that your husband is never
lost, he is only scouting a new area
So, it has to be obvious to even
the very skilled hunter, I am officially no longer a “novice’ hunter….I have
graduated to “novice once-removed” and I am told that to be any good at all (me
being a girl and all of that) that I will have to go many, many, many more
times and to many other states and even into other countries. I am also told that until I drop at least
$1,000 at Cabelas and another $500 at Bass Pro Shop (during one hunting season),
that I have not even begun the journey to Huntress.
And, finally, my husband, on the
way home, said, “Baby, they’ll be no
pink camo for you until all the above are met and until you field
dress your first deer.”
THAT was the best news I had heard all day…..”dressing” a deer I am
sure to be good at. I know Macy’s and
Kohls and Sacks will be as excited as I am.
That is what “dressing a deer
means, isn’t it?” I ask my husband, who very wickedly laughs at me and says, “Sure
baby, that is exactly what it means”.
Stay tuned for Huntress Lessons
Numbered 11 through 20.
Blessings and Happy Hunting,
Lesa and Ian, Hunted (I
mean huntress) and Hunter
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