The weather in September was gorgeous. That was also true of October’s weather. Even November until a few days ago was balmy. On the other hand, today was cold, about twenty degrees, with a 25 mph wind making the windchill one degree. So, why wait until today? Masochistic? Inexcusable procrastination? You decide.
The rifle, deer hunting season opens on Saturday. Deer hunting is not my thing, I don’t hunt deer for fear I might get one. Deer hunting in general is not a problem to me. There are aspects of it that I do not like. Trophy deer hunting seems counter productive to me. Why shoot the biggest buck with the most spectacular antlers? There’s a reason cattlemen protect their prize bulls. Shooting the biggest buck for bragging rights? What’s wrong with that picture?
Drive around rural areas and you’ll see many deer blinds. Perched several feet off the ground, like houses in rural Cambodia, these square, walled, roofed enclosures house shooters, not hunters, waiting to kill an unsuspecting deer. That’s not hunting! Ambushing maybe! Another practice that some deer slayers resort to is driving back roads with their pickup trucks seeking to kill a deer. What does that have to do with hunting?
This latter brings me the opening paragraph of this post. Today I fenced closed roads leading to my grassland. Road hunting deer slayers, keep out!!!!! That’s the message of fencing. The fence would not stop any self respecting bovine. However, it is enough to dissuade deer hunters because they’d have to leave their truck to open the fence. In spite of the windchill the fencing was accomplished. Perhaps next year it will be done in nice weather.
With the advent of deer season Saturday I’m going to halt pheasant hunting for awhile. Perhaps that large buck I saw a few days ago will hide safely on my land undisturbed by a pheasant hunter. There is no guarantee because bucks, during the rut, are very restless. It’s worth the attempt.
Takk for alt,
Al
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