Friday, December 9, 2011

An Amazing Bow Hunt in 300 Words or Less





I'm outdoors a lot. Maybe two or three days a week.  It's pretty rare, maybe once or twice a year, that I have an outdoors experience that strikes me deeply enough that I can't blog about it with a nifty combination of text and photos and move on to the next adventure.

I recently had one of those days.  My first bow hunt in three years. One of those beautiful days that starts off fall and ends up winter, after four days of cold, soaking rains. I only spent a few hours outside, but I was....struck....

And while Erin Block's recent thoughts on the continuing demise of storytelling continue to percolate through my brain and impress upon me the necessity of high quality writing (I've read the piece three times now), I was moved to silence in the woods on this day.   Oh, there was a hunt for deer, and it got serious.  I'll tell that story soon.   But for now, enjoy the pictures, the silence, the solitude of a cool December day afield.


6 comments:

Ian Nance said...

It's a great talent to capture photos that tell a story ad well as words. Looking forward to the text version, too.

Alex said...

Nice pictures! Looking forward to hearing all about it.

Are ya'll allowed to take does this time of year with a bow? I worry I'll never get a picture of a doe because I'm always getting ready to shoot.

River Mud said...

Ha, we're more than allowed. In the "suburban archery zone" up and down I-95 (about 50 miles east and west of the highway), you get unlimited tags on does and fawns. The deer population is exploding.

Why the pic? It was 5 minutes after sunset.......and I am an idiot and thought that shooting time ended at sunset, like it does for waterfowl. WRONG. I had another 30 minutes, which would have made all the difference.

Alex said...

Oh boy...haha. I can only think of two deer I've ever shot that -weren't- in that 30 minute window before sunrise and after sunset.

River Mud said...

That is correct, for 100 points. I've only ever done a handful of evening hunts, and it's been 7 or 8 years...so I straight up just plain forgot.

e.m.b. said...

There's always a space, and need, for silence. Beautiful post.