November 25th 2018, it was the Saturday after Thanksgiving. Seems like it would be tough to top last week but I am gonna try. My youngest son and I are perched up in a tall maple. He is below me in a safe and secure single ladder stand, facing a green turnip field and I am above him facing the woods. My oldest is across the street in his usual spot. The special thing about this hunt is that this is our first time all hunting together. I hope and pray that it is the first of many.
So, what was so great about last week? Well for starters my sister had her long awaited baby on Wednesday before Thanksgiving. A beautiful baby girl they named Nora Renee. I am so happy for her and her husband. I am so happy to have another niece. Wendy and Bill are a cool couple. They really love each other and do everything together. While they were away at the hospital they asked us to watch their daughter Natalie who turned 2 over the summer. What a joy. This kid is great. It was so nice to play with her and cuddle her. Having a toddler in the house again was just heavenly. Rebecca would have been a great big sis.
OK, this is a hunting journal, back to it. So last week was our annual hunt trip with the guys. At least 16 annual by my count, maybe more. I have been everywhere with these guys. Well first hunt of day one, Tom arrows his biggest buck to date. A big old 10 point. Wow, what a way to start the week. The next morning he ended his season on yet another dandy buck. A fine looking 9 pointer. Tagged out just like that, a few days before firearm season.
We continued to hunt for several days awaiting the arrival of our other partner, delayed by some back pain. Despite the perfect weather deer sightings were way down.
Next stop was my lease farm in Calhoun county. Hunted hard with my buddy Bruce the last 2 days of archery and the first 2 days of gun. No shots. Finally decided to shift gears and pick up my son. We headed right back out the same day. We hunted together Saturday morning and had a great close encounter with large group of doe. Andrew did almost everything right but couldn’t quite get a shot. That evening we split up in a cut bean field. After passing on some smaller, Andrew make a perfect shot on his first buck, and watched it fall from the stand. Woo hoo!!!! Nice size 3 pointer I had some history with. After revoveryvand some field dressing we celebrated at Chillis.
Fast forward to Sunday morning. Day nine of hunting for me. Several inches of fresh snow and still coming in heavy. We decided to sit together in a double ladder across the road. Just after first light I had the cross hairs on a big 3 1/2 year old 8 pt. What a hunt. What a weekend. Filling the freezer and making memories in this great state of Michigan