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
10/13/17
I saw her before I heard her. She walked down the same trail I walked in on, head down, nosing the line of Evercalm I left with my boot lugs. I was about 30’ up and 25 yards out, a hemlock between us, when she veered to my right, off the trail and tacked for a group of beech saplings growing beneath some oaks. Last year’s doe came in on the same type of day, same wind, similar temperature. She had veered to my left, though.
Snap. She stepped on a twig, paused, looked ar