I ain't been around on the forum much, nor on the Internet generally, and it's with good reason. While I've been practicing bow, and hauling and chopping wood to stay fit for hunting season, I spent most of my spring and early summer preparing for the arrival of a different sort of creature.
On Saturday, July 15 at 2:02 a.m., we welcomed Jackson Rose Poulopoulos to the world. Weighing in at 6lbs, 11oz, the fella is light on his feet, and will be up and down trees for bow season in no time
Tuesday, November 14. It was just after 9:00 a.m. A snow flurry kicked up into a squall, and made its way into the woods. The sky was a blanket of grey wool, and it was a great time to be sitting in the stand. It was an awful time to be cold. I was texting with a buddy about frozen toes, and getting ready to pack it up, climb down, and check the trail cam, when I peered over my right shoulder. It was an effortless, instinctual movement. I don’t know what prompted it. I don’t think I even