We had a damn good time again this year as always, and we managed to put the smack-down on some more critters than normal.
My girl's brother and I went up a day early so we could hunt Friday a little bit. I had to pull my trail cameras from our deer huntin' spot, so after sleepin' in and relaxin' on Friday mornin, we headed up the hill. I managed to smoke a bunny with my lil' 20-gauge, and Josh broke in his new Christmas present with a fat rabbit of his own.
Our buddy Smitty and a buddy of his raise a bunch of pheasants, and every now and then let 'em go so they can work their dogs and practice their wingshootin'. I wouldn't call it huntin', but we did have one helluva fun Saturday afternoon baggin' some birds.
Most excitin' though was Erik whackin' his first flintlock deer despite the damp weather on Saturday mornin'. As far as I know, his was the first flintlock deer to grace the camp meat pole, which is pretty excitin'.
And of course, Ron was a fantastic host as we enjoyed plenty of good eats and ample beverages over the course of our stay.
Some pictures from the weekend...
|Josh's bunny with his new Mossberg 500.|
|My only bunny of the weekend.|
|Schlongie's first black-powder deer, taken with a .54-cal TC Hawken.|
|Bed fulla bird. Tasty, tasty bird.|