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Thursday, May 2, 2013
Hiatus from Hunting
The ice has finally left the lake, so I'm finally getting around to picking up a fishing license. Normally I buy my hunting license at the same time. A combination license is a few bucks cheaper than buying them separately. It's automatic for me.
Fortunately, my lovely wife isn't running on autopilot. She pointed out that I really don't need a hunting license this year. I won't be around for hunting season. We'll be heading south to go sailing. I guess I'll take that hunting license money and buy a Florida fishing license when I get down there.
I used to love to hunt. My dad had a hunting camp up 9 miles of dirt road. I've some of my happiest memories from those days. Now the camp is gone. The woods I used to hunt have been clear cut. It's not the same.
Worse, I've no one left to hunt with. My dad's legs won't take him up the mountains anymore. Some of the guys I used to hunt with have passed on. Others have moved away. A few have just stopped hunting as they no longer have the time.
I do enjoy hunting alone, but eventually it gets old. I don't have to carry a gun to enjoy the solitude of the woods.
That doesn't mean I've given it up for good. Who knows what the future will bring?
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.