Addicting
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As some of you know I drew a cool tag in AZ. Shooters choice, any weapon, in the peak of the rut, big bulls, low tag holder hunt. The kind of tag that only comes along in a blue moon.
The issue is the rules, which there are plenty. Which, are perfectly navigable for me with my background. I am confident I will go and have a great hunt. But, I am not sure I will have a great time.
This is the type of hunt you want to share with those you cherish. I won’t be able to because of the rules. My favorite hunting partners are my kids. They cannot attend because they are not 16 yet. No phones or photos are allowed in certain areas. Mainly the areas I will be hunting.
This experience will live in only my head and get replayed only in my memory. I can only tell others and show them the rack.
That makes for an interesting mix of feelings towards September. The evolution of it all.
Hunting by yourself is peaceful. Then you progress into the joy of hunting chaos with kids. Guiding and watching them grow. Then seeing them turn into successful hunters and the huge smiles. You want to experience that over and over.
Then they grow up and you hope you get to see them.
I know I’m not the first to go thru this. How have you grown ups dealt with going back to doing hunts by yourselves?
The issue is the rules, which there are plenty. Which, are perfectly navigable for me with my background. I am confident I will go and have a great hunt. But, I am not sure I will have a great time.
This is the type of hunt you want to share with those you cherish. I won’t be able to because of the rules. My favorite hunting partners are my kids. They cannot attend because they are not 16 yet. No phones or photos are allowed in certain areas. Mainly the areas I will be hunting.
This experience will live in only my head and get replayed only in my memory. I can only tell others and show them the rack.
That makes for an interesting mix of feelings towards September. The evolution of it all.
Hunting by yourself is peaceful. Then you progress into the joy of hunting chaos with kids. Guiding and watching them grow. Then seeing them turn into successful hunters and the huge smiles. You want to experience that over and over.
Then they grow up and you hope you get to see them.
I know I’m not the first to go thru this. How have you grown ups dealt with going back to doing hunts by yourselves?