All my outdoor adventures are put down here for you to see. My goal is to make you smile or maybe even learn something. If you don't, well it's a good read anyway.
Wish me luck.....
This blog is dedicated to my Auntie Nae and my Mom. They have contributed to this in their own way.
Thank you for all you have done and still do.
And a special Thanks to my Dad, he started me on my path by having time to take me hunting and fishing.
Thank you.
Well Monday I worked on the house and Wednesday it rained. Tuesday we went to Huntington for dove and sat the morning then walked all afternoon. We only shot 2 dove, Mike got one and his son Hunter got one. Very poor shoot.
Today Mike, Sean and myself went to Huntington. I got 5 dove, Mike ...... well Mike has a really black cloud over him. He got down to where we agreed he should set up only to be greeted by a skunk. So he moved down a little only to realize he was setting up under a paper wasps nest. So he moved again, how he managed to shoot one I'll never know, but he did. He stayed down to try and get a couple more after Sean and I had left.
Sean, well.... what else can I say 'bout Sean??
As you know hunting season started on Sept. 1 with dove coming in. I got drawn and my buddy Mike got drawn for the hunt. Well as it turns out he brought his son Hunter and I had Sean fill my empty chair. So with everyone that was going a friendly wager came into play.
Last place buys pizza, second to last buys pop and first place eats and drinks for free. Well the closer it got to the date I gave it some thought and decided to have a traveling trophy made. I ordered it and it got here the day of the shoot.
As it turns out we all had a really good day, lotsa birds and plenty of shooting. That being said when the birds were counted there was a tie for first. So the tie breaker was to count up the left over shells and then the winner would be decided.
After all was said and done the winner was......
Here's the trophy I will display with honor and pride.
Woody Stiewig Dove Classic World Champion
My buddy Woody loved to Dove hunt so I thought this would be a perfect tribute to him. He passed on 29 May 2014 and this is dedicated to him. This trophy will be passed to the winner of each Dove opener among my group of friends.
He is missed...
The first day I got out for goose was on Mon. and Mike had a private pond for us to hunt. I knew where it was but had not scouted it. Since Mon was a holiday it was either hunt there or not do anything since everyone was going to be out.
Well we didn't slaughter them but we did manage a couple geese... oh yeah we shot horribly.
CAUTION: BAD WORD
left to right: Me,Sean,Hunter,Mike, and Derrick
Like I said we shot terribly but in our defense we only had that one flock come in. And in that one flock we killed our first band of the year. Since everyone lost track of their goose and there was no shot in it, the only fair thing to do is draw cards and the high card wins.
I'll keep you informed of that too.
I went dove hunting again Tues and took 5--not awesome but almost enough for a good meal. Then this morning got the boat out for a water hunt. I saw some geese but nothing wanted to play... and I need to fix my trailer lights. I am hoping to get out Thursday and try to put the smack down on some more geese... I'll let'cha know how that goes.
