VOL 1 ISSUE 6 Nov/Dec 2015
Kristi Hair Shares her Velvet Dreams
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My First Elk
By Candace Hubble.........................................................................................4
Duck Season Rookie By Joni Marie Kiser....................................................................................8 Positive mark on Nature vs. Industry By Kimberly Snyder.......................................................................................12 Double the fun Christy Turner..............................................................................................18 Big time experience in big sky country By Elizabeth Rickert.....................................................................................21 “MUCK� My All Season HOT PINK Hunting Boots Judy Erwin Branham....................................................................................24 Join our Huntresses and get your Official Huntress Life Aparrel available only at the Huntress Life Store http://huntresslife.com/store
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Velvet Dreams
By Kristi Lynn Hair......................................................................................30 Treestand Checklist: 10 Items Not to Forget for the Hunt Chelsea Tubridy............................................................................................34
A TIME NOT TO HUNT ~ A TIME TO HUNT By Sharlene Todd........................................................................................36 The Catahoula
By Amanda Bronder......................................................................................41
Product Reviews Judy’s Reviews
What to Choose
My Core Control Parka Judy Erwin Branham....................................................................................27
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My First Elk By Candace Hubble
Welcome back to Colorado. It was only our second year hunting elk; all DIY, all public land. We had drawn either sex elk (and mule deer) tags for the units we wanted and the hunt was on. It was the third day of the hunt and we had seen elk in a few different spots but all about the same elevation. We climbed up to a spot next to a narrow but deep ditch that continued to the bottom of the mountain. The hope was if the elk came from one direction it would force them up and over right into my lap. I set up right on a game trail seriously contemplating my spot and if I should move. My husband was set up 30 yards from me to call and our other buddy another 30 yards past him so there wasn’t anywhere else for me to go. After a few series of calls it remained quiet. About 6:30pm an elk calf jumped over some brush and stood on the trail 7 yards from me. It caught me off guard, but I just froze and watched. She crossed back above the ditch and all was quiet again. My husband called but not much response. Finally at 7:15pm we heard a call back. A few chirps back and forth and I was convinced it was another hunter. I had never heard an elk in the wild (only on videos and calls) but it sounded too perfect; I was ready anyway standing with my bow. A few more chirps back and forth and then some heavy rustling around in the brush. There was no way this was a hunter!
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My heart started racing as a million thoughts went through my head. Will they cross over, will I have a shot, what will it be, will they present a shot before it gets dark, stop shaking, dang it! my release came out of the D-loop, how far was that tree, and that tree...what are you worried about 90% of the shot windows are 20 yards or less, stop overthinking it, remember the vitals, remember all the practice...wait...is that an elk head? As I stood shaking in complete awe of the vocal conversations going on between my husband and the elk, I was growing more excited. A huge smile was already on my face to be witnessing a magical moment of my husband talking to the elk! As I looked up I saw a cow elk head grabbing Aspen leaves with her mouth and ripping them off. Her ears were huge out to each side and I just prayed she kept moving into view. I didn’t have a shot because only her head was visible. I saw the calf jump through the brush behind her and knew this could really happen. Daylight was fading and I was trying to force my eyes to adjust to the mountain light and shadows. The cow slowly exposed herself from the brush and I drew knowing she was about 20 yards away. But wait...no it wasn’t good. The grass and brush was so tall shooting upward and I didn’t feel I had a clean shot. I held for a few seconds but knew it was wrong and I wasn’t comfortable. Trying to let down slowly I hear my husband softly calling to her and she started walking again. As I let down my adrenaline got the best of me and it happened too fast. My arrow fell off and hit the dirt beside me! Oh geez, I am about to mess it all up and ruin my chance! As she stepped behind a pine tree I saw my chance to grab my arrow and get set again. Luckily my husband’s calls had kept her pre-occupied on him and not on me. As I watched her slowly come into view from the pine I drew my bow back again shaking and trying to calm myself. She stepped between two aspen trees just wide enough to frame her vitals and then it was a blur. I don’t even remember aiming, releasing or the impact. I heard my arrow hit...something...but it was so close and happened so fast I was unsure of what my eyes had seen. With a lower draw weight I don’t always get complete pass throughs (especially hunting hogs with their tough shields) so it’s not uncommon to see my lighted nock sticking out of the animal as it darts away. I guess I was expecting the same thing but I never even saw my lighted nock!
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The final distance of the shot was an incredibly close 8 yards! There wasn’t much chance of missing her but I could have made a bad shot which is much worse than any clean miss. After the loud thwack the woods came alive like I’ve never seen or heard! This massive animal was breaking trees like twigs and her heavy footing broke all silence surrounding us. She ran about 30 yards straight to my husband where he said he could have reached out and touched her! He was so nervous she was going to trample him sitting under the tree he leaned back and she caught his movement causing her to run up another 15 yards. As I am standing in my spot in disbelief wondering what just happened he said he could see my great shot placement and hear her struggling to breathe as a typical lung shot will cause. I was so excited but confused of everything happening so fast, I left all my stuff and made my way to my husband. He confirmed I made a good shot and we just needed to wait for her to fall. Daylight was nearly gone and our buddy slowly made his way to us. We could barely see her as she took a few steps back towards my spot and then we heard the sweetest crashing and rolling noise my ears have ever witnessed!
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Still in disbelief and scared of pushing her up the mountain we waited a few minutes longer. Animals can do crazy things and I was not about to push this beautiful elk any further up or around this mountain knowing we would be packing her out. Finally, we started by following the blood trail just to be safe and within 30 seconds our buddy spotted her first! Before I could even walk up to her I turned and embraced my husband with tears already flowing, the biggest smile ever, and complete euphoria and disbelief. The moment I saw her will forever be frozen in time; her massive belly was its own mountain and the sheer size of her took my breath away. She was up against a tree and we needed to move her for pictures and to hopefully roll her down the steep slope some. Luckily we were able to roll her a short distance and then set up for pictures. Her head was so heavy and covered my entire body. Her hide was gorgeous, her face serene and I thanked her for her sacrifice and her meat. We were able to roll her down a little more before we reached a path of no return. As we rolled her my arrow came out still in tact! I had punctured both sides of her but it stayed inside. (For size relevance my arrows are about 26 inches long and the entire arrow was inside her meaning she was much wider than that!) We had to stop and start quartering her up or risk losing her in the deep ditch and risk our safety. So the long process began in the dark of getting her valuable meat into game bags and down the steep, nearly 30 degree incline to the ice chest in the truck. We also found my glowing nock inside her while cleaning her! Although the distance to the truck wasn’t miles the brutal hikes up and down 4-5 times was harsh. Nearly 5 hours of quartering her up, packing her meat and falling down and up the mountain with just flashlights and faith, our rookie team of 3 had officially called in, shot and killed, and packed out a beautiful cow elk. I can honestly say it was one of the toughest and most rewarding moments of my life. Everyone was truly in beast mode pushing themselves beyond their limits. The falls, the sudden stops by trees, the ‘just tuck and roll’ or ‘go with it’ moments, the cursing as your frame pack hangs up on a tree, and the entire body exhausting process will humble you. Final Words: WORTH IT!
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Duck Season Rookie By Joni Marie Kiser
I’m a bow hunter. I own 4 different bows. I’ve hunted quite a bit with a bow. I run an archery store. Guns are not really my thing....However for some reason, this past year I have become more and more interested in duck hunting with a shot gun. Now shooting a gun is pretty foreign to me. If you put a bow in my hand, it feels very natural. But put a gun in my hand and I am totally awkward, nervous, completely out of my comfort zone. I shot rifles when I was younger (much younger) at my father’s hunting lodge; but I hadn’t shot a gun for 10 or more years so I’m not really sure where this new interest came from, but it became a stronger and stronger interest. Finally, I convinced my husband to get me a shotgun for Christmas (Remington 870) but didn’t have a clue how to shoot it. A dear friend, Gina Smith who is an avid and accomplished shotgun shooter herself agreed to teach me how to shoot. At first I struggled with the stance since it is totally different than the proper stance you use to shoot a bow. We shot clays at the local Rifle Range on two occasions and eventually I got it down, was able to break clays and was feeling pretty excited about the potential for a duck hunt. A friend and customer of my archery shop, Cyndie Fox stopped by my store and asked if I wanted to join her for opening day of duck season and I jumped at the opportunity to break in my new shotgun and try out my very new and somewhat shaky skills.
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I got my duck stamps and proper ammo and drove down to Cyndie’s place on the Kenai River (Alaska) where we started to plan for the next morning’s opener. Some friends knew of a seasoned duck hunter who was going solo the next morning and introduced Cyndie and I to Bill Bixby who agreed out of the kindness of his heart, to take two newbies with him on an early morning adventure. At 530 AM in 35 degree weather and the pitch dark we journeyed down the bluff to Bill’s dock on the Kenai and got aboard his boat. He had a cool old bird dog that was fired up to come along with us and he seemed extra excited that I was coming along as he kept trying over and over to hump my leg, “oh boy” I thought, “this may be a very long day!” There was a pretty thick fog hanging over the river and we had about a 30 minute run to get to his favorite duck hunting spot where he had put out some decoys the night before. Running up the river in that temperature in an open boat was beyond cold. I turned my back to the wind and hunkered down like
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a turtle in its shell. I knew it was dark, foggy and that running that river and avoiding rocks etc... was going to be tough and I figured it was better if I just closed my eyes and trusted Bill’s expertise and experience rather than watching and stressing. He navigated it perfectly and I was thankful that I had activated about 6 hand warmers and stashed them in my boots, gloves, pockets etc... Even with all the layers I was wearing (looking like the marshmallow man) I could feel the cold wind biting through the clothes. We arrived and tumbled out of the boat and set up quick blinds near where his decoys were. I had no idea what to expect, as this was my very first experience of a duck hunt or an opener. At exactly 6:28AM the Kenai River sounded like a war had begun. I had no idea that there were so many duck hunters hidden along the edges of the river around us. Shotguns were going off all around us and ducks were coming
through. The sudden burst of gunfire so close around us was really intimidating to someone who had never experienced that before and Cyndie popped up a couple times and shot and so did Bill. Ducks fell and I thought what in the world!? After a couple minutes Cyndie said, “aren’t you going to shoot?” I hadn’t popped up once, I was still sitting there. I said, “well I was just waiting for you to take your turns and then I will take
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my turns,” and she laughed and said, “Joni, that’s not how this works! If you see one, you gotta pop up and shoot!” Guess I was just so used to bow hunting with friends and taking turns on who was hunting one at a time that I had not ever considered we could both hunt at the same time! I was sort of soaking it all in and enjoyed watching Bill’s bird dog who was a champ, running out and retrieving the ducks, so excited to be doing what he loved. He was now totally fixated on the ducks and was no longer interested in humping my leg which I was also thankful for!
I finally popped up and shot a couple times. I’m pretty sure that on the first couple of shots I wasn’t really even aiming. I hit nothing but was pretty excited to fire the gun! Cyndie told me I was “really close” which was something like I might tell someone I was teaching to shoot a bow who was way off their target just to encourage them to continue. It made me laugh at what a beginner I was. After I got those first few shots and nerves out I did a little better and calmed down, remembered some of the things that Gina had taught me and finally connected on a few. In the moment, with all of your bulky gear, the cold, the half-light and the excitement it is pretty easy for a beginner to forget about form and just fire! Bill was kind enough to say - “you ladies shoot first and I will clean up after you!” Cyndie and I both got a few; She was clearly better than I was and Bill cleaned up both of our misses and got double what we got. I didn’t limit out; but I took 2 mallards and a widgeon and was pretty thrilled with my experience. I honestly would have had just as much fun if I didn’t get a single thing; seeing the sun rising over the Kenai was beautiful, the light filtering through the duck blind mesh, the energetic dog splashing through the water and the clean crisp air of being away from the city; any adventure in nature is healing to my soul. I actually really enjoyed doing something that I wasn’t very good at! I feel so comfortable bow hunting; it really was new and exciting to do something that I felt like a nerd at! I definitely have the duck hunting bug. And while I know I need a lot more practice shooting my shotgun; I was very grateful for the education from Gina, Cyndie and Bill and the opportunity to participate in Alaska’s duck season opener! Joni Marie Kiser
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Positive mark on Nature vs. Industry By Kimberly Snyder
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I am usually asked a couple times every week, “How do I become Pro Staff”, ” How do I get to test gear”? I have also had numerous times where I have been told, “It is because you are a woman! That is why you are able to be Pro Staff”. Through social media and over the past 10 years the amount of people wanting to staff has grown beyond words. What is important to ask yourself is “Why do you want to staff, why do you want to represent a company”? Some get lost in what being “Pro Staff” really means and don’t quite understand this isn’t a platform for instant celebrity or a popularity contest. This is a job, a job to represent a company that before anything else, YOU BELIEVE IN! Pro Staff means Promotional Staff, you are to utilize the gear that you represent, the decoys you put out, the rigs that you use to for your decoys. It means that you promote the company with ethics, integrity and respect, you believe in the company and you believe in the products they offer. For many years I have hunted using the products that I now either field staff or pro staff for. I believe with my entire being in the products I utilize and only represent the companies because I believe that these are the products that will ensure successful hunts and comfortable warm hunts. Being a woman hunter I have gone through almost every piece of gear to keep me dry during Waterfowl hunts, I have spent more money than I would like to think about, just trying to find the perfect pair of boots, the perfect socks, the warmest and the best that
there is out on the market. When I finally found the right fit, I was quick to want to promote those products to other hunters, men and women alike, to save them the hassle and money of trying to find what was going to work. We learn from others and we lead by example. That is the key to being a hunter! My dad passed on many techniques to hunting, and I am sure that many of you utilize little things from whoever taught you to hunt and probably still pull these old tricks
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out every so often. There is no difference when I staff for a company that I believe in, I am passing on knowledge to ensure others have success or are happy with what they have spent their hard earned money on. Let’s be honest with each other, becoming a celebrity should never be on your mind. This isn’t a platform for a television show, we are Hunters! I am an average mom/wife who works full time and enjoys every moment that she can out in the woods with friends or family. I live for the next hunt, for the moment all my hard work is shown in my freezer. Conducting yourself in a positive and ethical manner isn’t just being a good ambassador for the companies you believe in, it is a characteristic that you should possess in your daily walk.
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I encourage all of you to try products out, to test them over and over and believe in what you promote. You don’t have to have a label to promote what you believe in using. We are all here as hunters to pass on knowledge, pass on the tips and pass on the passion to others to ensure hunting lasts for generations to come. In regards to “You’re a woman that is why”, there may be truth to that to an extent. A company does have to have women out there that use the products they offer and have ambassadors that promote those items. Women hunters are on an ever increasing rise, we are gaining ground on getting more women out to hunt. That is something to be proud of for all of us women. We are, for the first time, starting to recognize each other, not only as women but as hunters. There will always be jealousy in our lives; it has been there since we were children. But it is important to remember we aren’t children anymore and we must not be jealous over each other. Showing each other kindness and support is what keeps women hunters on the forefront of our growing numbers. We can’t tear each other down for personal gain, we must be proud of each other, show support to your fellow women hunters and be there to help and encourage. Being “Pro Staff” or “Field Staff” or whatever label you may have been given, doesn’t mean that you are any different than anyone else out there. We are all Hunters, we are friends and we should remember that encouragement and kindness is what makes you great! Using integrity and hunting ethically are what will allow you to make your mark on nature and the industry. And in the end, leaving a positive mark on Nature is what we should all strive to do. By, Kimberly Snyder
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Double the fun By Christy Turner
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use to think wild Hogs were stupid. Just nasty, destructive, no good, stupid pigs. While I still totally believe they are very destructive to our property and to our pocket books, I now know how very smart they are. From what I have read and from experience, they have poor eye sight. I think that is why their hearing and sense of smell are so much stronger making up for the poor sight. I have been busted so many times and it could have only been by my scent, even though; I wash, shampoo, and spray myself down. It is hard to get close when you have 15-20 Sows and piglets in front of you. They always seem to travel in groups except for the dominate Boars. All it takes is one out of the group to know something doesn’t smell right and warn all the others to run away. In Texas we can hunt and or trap Hogs all year, there is no season. My favorite time to hunt hogs is in between other hunting seasons. This is mostly through the summer. Summer time in East Texas is usually very hot and humid and can make hunting miserable at times. When it is that hot they usually bed down in
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the low marshy areas and the thick shaded vegetation until after sunset. This is why I like to hunt at night with a green light that I place on one of my corn feeders. At dark the green light turns on and I can sit in a box stand 100 yards away and I can see through my rifle scope perfectly under the feeder. The hogs have not been very consistent and will come to the feeder at different times so I just plan on staying in the box stand all night. I have been lucky a few times it was before midnight, but sometimes it has been four in the morning before they arrived. My best friend Stacy and I were on a mission this summer to shoot a hog with a pistol. This was going to prove a whole lot more challenging than shooting from a box blind a hundred yards away. We were going to have to get within 20 yards and in the daylight without getting busted! The temperatures were extreme with triple digits and the humidity ninety percent. Sitting in a popup stand seemed to be our best bet to help contain our scent. It felt as though we were sitting in an oven with sweat dripping off of both of us. But we were very excited and hopeful that we had a good chance with all the Hog activity signs we saw. We saw rubs on several trees; the ground was all rooted up and tracks everywhere. Another reason we were so excited about this hunt was that Stacy wasn’t just going to shoot any ordinary pistol, we had something special. She was packing the world’s only double barrel pistol manufactured by Arsenal Firearms of Italy. The colt 1911 semi-automatic .45 caliber fires both barrels simultaneously and can fire 16 rounds in less than 3 seconds. This pistol has been incredibly accurate at paper targets averaging around 15 yards. This would be the very first time this pistol has been used to hunt game. We couldn’t wait for that perfect opportunity to present itself! Hunting pigs in July in East Texas is hard especially during the daylight hours. After a few weekends of only hearing them in the distance in the thick vegetation, we finally had a group come into view. We were both sitting in the popup blind taking selfies of the sweat dripping off of our faces and trying not to giggle when all of a sudden they came in quick behind us. We froze and our eyes got big. We looked at each other and we were basically talking with our enlarged eyeballs without saying a word from our mouths.
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We both knew what was standing right at the back of our flimsy little popup blind, maybe six inches from our backs. We could hear them breathing. We sat there frozen as the group started walking around on both sides of us and kind of scattered all over in front of us. There had to have been around 20 hogs, big ones and little ones. Stacy started to move her arms only, with her body sitting straight and still and her head and eyes never taken off of the hogs. She got her double barrel pistol positioned just right as I slowly reached over to hit the record button on the camera. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest I was afraid the hogs could hear it. I think I even stopped breathing I was trying so hard to be quiet with them just a foot or two away. The hogs were not standing still and they were moving all over the place and it was hard for Stacy to get a good shot on one. Then all of a sudden one got scared and squealed and they all took off running. My heart dropped but I tried to reassure Stacy to wait that they will come back. Thank God a couple of the Hogs did come back in. One of them turned broadside and Stacy took her opportunity! It wasn’t one of the larger Hogs but it stood broadside at 20 yards and when those two .45 bullets hit that Hog it dropped in his tracks! Wow, I started breathing again when we were giving high fives and letting the adrenaline flow. My hands were shaking as I was trying to unzip our blind so we could go look at the Hog. We called the land owner and he drove down to pick us up and our Hog! We worked hard on this hunt and it was so rewarding when things finally came together for us. It did get a little nerve wracking while sitting on the ground with a group of Hogs and knowing their sharp tusks are a few inches away from us. But what an adventure! A memory Stacy and I will share for a lifetime. I’m ready to do it again, or at least relieve the memory when we can watch it on the Pursuit Channel. His & Hers Outdoors TV will be airing the new Season 6 episodes including this Texas Hog Hunt. Starting January 2016 Sunday mornings 9:00a.m. Eastern or 8:00a.m. Central time. Dish Network will be channel 393 and Direct TV will be 604. You can also keep up with our latest adventures at www.hisnhersoutdoors.com or find us on facebook.
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Big time experience in big sky country By Elizabeth Rickert
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fter countless months of anticipation and training, it was finally that time of year; Bow season in Montana. It takes dedication and commitment, along with time and the all important patience. However, a four hour drive after a long day of work isn’t exactly the best way to start a weekend; unless, of course, you are hunting. I was about to embark on my first bow hunt, hunting antelope. And what better way to hunt than with your best friend! I was on my way to Montana’s famous Hi-Line, the northern most part of the state that borders Canada. While I was heading up north from the Bridger Mountain range, my partner was out in the field setting up the blind. Of course, you should set a blind up weeks before a hunt so the animals can get used to it, but we took what we could get. We were both a little skeptical, neither of us had ever bow hunted before. But that didn’t stop of from trying! When I arrived at the Hi-Line, I was exhausted! We both woke up around 6 a.m. and headed to fuel up the truck and to stock up on snacks. Then, we headed to the field where the blind was set up. We parked my jeep about a mile away and started to de-smell-a-fy each other with sent spray. When
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we were all nice and sent free we started marching to the blind. When we arrived at the blind we unloaded our packs and set up out Montana Decoys from Cabela’s. We had two decoys one, a giant buck antelope, and the other one hot mama doe feeding. We positioned them to be seen from all directions, keeping within bow range, but also just far enough not to draw attention to the blind. Next, we got the blind all comfy cozy for the day. Now it was time to play the waiting game, we were commented now! Sitting in the blind watching the sunrise over the Bear Paw Mountains and send the freshly cut wheat stubble into a glistening golden hue, is something everyone should have the privilege to witness. We unzipped the blind windows on each side, just enough to peak out, and not be see. We sat and glassed for hours, nothing. We started munching away on snacks to kill the time. While I was grazing on some beef jerky, my partner grabbed my arm and said, “Big buck! That’s a big buck, looks like he’s two miles away.” I let out a sign and replied, “Well, I don’t have a two mile pin, the farthest I have is a 50 yard, so let’s just see where he ends up.” Little did we both know we were about to be spectators of something special, an antelope bucks behavior during the rut. Since he was still pretty far out, we decided to fold the chairs up to get a little wiggle room in the blind. Patience came next! Before we knew it the antelope was well within gun range, but now get in bow range. My partner was to my left and was ranging. “100 yards!” he said. The buck was walking right to our decoys! “80 yards!” my partner informed me. Then mechanically we both started moving our packs, ever so slowly to get situated. “70 yards.” He whispered. “Oh no!” I thought to myself, “I need to be where he is to shoot.” I turned and looked at him, and before I could say a word, he started moving my legs and body into position. Next thing I knew I was resting comfortably again him, using his crouched knees as my chair. He rested the range finder on my head, as I was slowly took an arrow from my quiver and knocked it. My heart was pumping so loudly in my chest I was sure to scare off the antelope. The buck was walking right to the decoy, the lady antelope of course. The buck stopped and started to dig at the ground, to woe the doe. My partner gave the signal for 50 yards and I pulled back. I started to shake a little. “Simmer down and check yourself!” I had to tell myself. And that’s just what I did; I went through my check
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list. Good form, level, and calm, check; Time to fling. I released my arrow and pulled away to watch the arrow. “You missed; it went right under his belly.” My partner said half-heartedly. I closed my eyes and replayed the scene over and over in my head. I had good form, I was level, and I was calm. What did I do wrong, and then it hit me. After I released my arrow, I pulled away to watch the arrow rather than let my bow follow through, causing the arrow to fly low. “Well, at least I know what I did wrong.” I sadly replied. And that was that. Perhaps my first bow hunt was a bust, but what an experience! Webster Dictionary defines experience as “The knowledge, skill, and/or practice obtaining from direct observation or participation in real life events.” I quickly learned that it isn’t about the harvest, but about the memories we make in life. I had taken the time to practice and learn the art of archery, while my partner scouted for an area to hunt. We both practiced patience, with the antelope and most importantly, each other. Although I missed, I was able to figure out why, and to me that is one of the biggest parts, learning from your mistakes. This is one of my fondest memories of hunting I have, mainly of how well my partner and I did working together as a team. This is just one of many hunts to come and if we continue to communicate and work as a team we are bound to be successful. Climb a mountain alone and fine your inner strength, climb a mountain together and find strength in each other.” Anonymous.
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“MUCK” My All Season HOT PINK Hunting Boots By Judy Erwin Branham
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Trudging through Hoosier creeks up to my knees, muddy paths, weeds above my head, and cold winds cutting through my bones like a knife while deer hunting are all part of the fun. Feeling as though I have accomplished overcoming a task many consider only men can do is empowering for me and female hunters of all ages. Keeping dry and warm while hunting are two of the most important items for a successful hunt. Having the right equipment to succeed is half the battle and boots can make or break a hunt. During my very first deer hunt in 1984 I wore a thin pair of old green insulated coveralls with holes in them, jersey gloves, a scarf and an orange sock cap. It was about five degrees out that morning. Steel toed work boots froze my toes; however I was determined to sit still with no movement. My every breath blew a slow fog into the cold crisp morning air. Every sound of a crackling leaf kept me alert. Although my feet and hands were freezing stiff I wanted a deer so badly I never moved at all. Fellow deer hunters had told me the key to hunting success was being perfectly still; so I was. After daylight my first ever deer came to a 20 yard shot right in front of me. He was a fine 8 pointer and fed my family well that winter. I would do it all again the very same way if needed; yet today’s hunting world is much different for me.
This season I have all camo clothes specifically made for women from my hat to my boots and gloves. Fit is very important to comfort. Men’s hunting clothes of the past would actually hurt my back and legs as they pulled in the wrong places. Men’s shirts would pull my back whenever I turned or bent over. The worst part was the men’s boots not form fitting my feet which have the most wear and tear on a hunting body. My ankles have high arches which were not supported properly in a man’s boot or hiking shoe as a man’s foot shape is different from a woman’s foot shape. After years working on cement flooring my feet need as much comfort as I can get. My heart’s desire for a pair of rubber knee boots was evident through my tears of joy when my husband purchased my first ever pair years ago as a gift. Feeling a part of things by having similar gear as the men gives me confidence. We all watch TV commercials and want to try new items every season with all the great marketing; however, I pride myself on being sensible and having common sense on what is actually needed. Frugality with money is important. I study products previous to purchasing any. After years of wear boots come apart or wear out. I needed a new pair this last winter therefore while attending the ATA Show I checked all the lines of boots carefully for my own personal purchase as well as to write reviews. Muck Boots sent a pair for review of their new 2015 Women’s Woody/ Hot Pink Realtree APG with 4mm neoprene, 100% waterproof, PK mesh lining and EVA midsole for comfort and breathability. These most comfortable boots have made a great difference in my comfort and confidence while hunting. I harvested my spring turkey while wearing them. I admit being skeptical at first of the bright pink on the soles and around the top. My turkey came right to me and never acted a bit nervous. I know if I can fool a turkey, deer will not be a problem. The trick is staying still as my early deer hunting friends taught me. My photos show how well the boots blend in with terrain spring or fall. I will be wearing the Muck Hot Pink Woody boots all during our fall deer season.
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Warmth and comfort are exceptional for me in these boots. Without them there are days I would stay home due to the foot pain. They are like walking on pillows through the woods. These boots are form fitting where my feet do not slide inside the boot while walking up or down hill. Good boots mean crossing streams, mud holes, enduring brush, sticks, rocks and more are made easier for the hunter. My number one necessity is great boots for outdoor activities. Every product has at least one negative aspect and my Muck boots are no exception. This fall when cutting paths to my deer stand the neoprene upper portion collected many stick tights as you can see from the photo. They removed easily and quickly; however were a bit of a nuisance, a small price to pay for the great warmth and comfort these boots supply in the woods. Muck makes a large variety of women’s boots for all outdoor activities in diverse styles and colors for every occasion. I am very thankful for all the women’s gear and clothing being made available today; especially these boots. Thank you Muck Boots! Check out their website below: http://www.muckbootsandshoes.com/
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Judy’s Reviews What to Choose By Judy Erwin Branham
My Core Control Parka My review of this product will let you know some of the pros and cons of this innovative product. I have listed useful information about the products materials and use as well as product comparisons with similar jackets made for construction workers. I feel this parka is top rate and works well for me in Indiana all season hunting when a jacket is needed. I would suggest purchasing one if you like what you read below.
About My Core Control Company Products via their website: “My Core Control, Inc. is a Houston, Texas based company, established to bring “Personal Thermal Control Products” into existence and then to market…these products are sold into a broad number of different, well developed existing markets, while providing consumers with a simple to use, photo electronic, chargeable device that will better manage the negative effects of climate extremes, exercise induced body heat or realize other benefits associated with raising or lowering human core body temperature.” While currently introducing their patented “Heated Personal Gear” to the market, they “are also in the final stages of releasing next generation products including: Thermal Control Modules that regulate heat and cool, accessory wrist devices that are independent of outerwear, solar powered gear, bluetooth and WiFi capable technologies built directly into personal wear and much more.”
Research useful to consumer Mossy Oak® Break-Up Infinity pattern You can charge it 500 times before needing a new battery. Approximate battery run time / heat output. Battery warranty 90 days. Water proof pockets for battery. 3.7-Volt Lithium Battery High Medium Low
(2) 7500 MAH Total (100%) 135 degrees (75%) 130 degrees (50%) 125 degrees
6 hours 9 hours 12 hours
The parka is light weight and easy to move around in with water resistant material and is still quiet. Not made with cheap materials this parka is quality throughout; including the zipper and buttons/snaps. The inside liner is smooth and comfortable. I sat outside for half an hour in 5° with the jacket on high, medium, and low to test the parka and stayed warm on both high and medium settings with no problem. When I switched to low setting I became cold in the 5° weather. In warmer weather the low setting will work great for me if a cool breeze or chill is in the air. The parka by itself is warm without the heat on. This fall I will be wearing the parka while deer hunting and am confident I will not be cold.
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This parka will make a great gift for any outdoors person for so many diverse activities. All you need to do is press the button if you begin to get cold and it heats up with 15 minutes to high. This parka could save a life from hypothermia.
Pros: Keeps me warm in my deer stand and in very cold temperatures using the adjustable draw on the hood. What I like best about it- ease and length of use, it actually works continually for hours.
Ease of use: Push button built into pocket; push once to turn on high it stays lit for about 8 seconds. Push again it will blink 6 times for medium setting. Push a third time it will blink 3 times slowly for the low setting. Push and hold for 3 seconds to shut off. Has a built in charger is stored in the right hand pocket. It takes 6 hours for a full charge and the pocket light will show green while charging. In the front left top pocket the drone/power supply is stored which sends the heat to the heating elements. The inside of the arms have a waterproof plastic case which houses the heating elements. This did not cause any issues with shooting. These are positioned where your pulse points are which as they heat up your arm blood it flows to your heart/ core area, keeping you warm.
Cons: What I like least about it- needs to fit a woman better, tailored more for a man. I see women’s sizes in the near future as the company grows. Hand wash cold, drip dry; which is not a problem. Do not tumble dry, do not iron, do not dry clean. Remove battery before laundering. You must remove the battery and charger to launder.c
Products
Besides hunting jackets and parkas My Core Control have other outdoor products such as women’s heated ski jackets in red, blue and black as well as men’s ski and bomber jackets in various colors and styles.
Similar products comparison: Dewalt Heated Jacket – Does not come in camo for starters. Heats the core only with heat zones in the upper chest, mid back and collar areas with no heat for arms or wrists. You must carry either a 20 Volt or 12 volt battery around and it only lasts for 2 to 4 hours on high
. Women’s Milwaukee Heated Jacket – Their men’s version does come in Realtree Xtra® camo. This jacket provides up to 6 hours of heat per battery charge. Has a built in USB charger for portable devices and can be washed and dried. This jacket is form fitted for women and has heat zones for your back, collar and lower pockets. You must carry a 12 volt battery around. http://www.mycorecontrol.com/
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s an avid archery hunter. I travel the country year round searching for the ultimate hunt, the elusive prey, the coveted animal. Now please do not misunderstand me. I am a meat hunter first and foremost. My number one priority is filling my freezer. I am unapologetically a meat hunter. However, being that I hunt so much & am blessed to take a lot of wild game, I can afford to be choosy when it comes to certain animals. I can seek out the ultimate prey, my dream hunt per se. Whitetail season for most begins in September or October & the majority of the bucks during this time are hard horned. There are only a few states in the South, that are known for their coveted bucks in full velvet. This is not an easy hunt or a guaranteed one by any means. Bucks shed their velvet at various times. Although you may be intending to arrow a buck in full velvet, there is a very high probability that the buck will come in completely clean & hard horned or partially shedding its velvet. One never knows. Yet for those of us who dream it. It is our responsibility to chase that dream down & make it a reality, regardless of how many years, grueling HOT, mosquito infested sits in the deer stand it takes. I’ve always dreamed of taking a mature buck in full velvet, no blemishes, no tears, no shredding on his beautiful velvet antlers. I’ve hunted for many years on the quest for the perfect early season velvet beauty. Although I’ve taken some great bucks with partial or almost full velvet, there has never been “the one”. August sits are extremely grueling. They are hot. The mosquitos are intense. The buzzing in your ear. The bites. The swarms. As you sit uncomfortably still with all of the distractions & through the sweat & tears..... You have one goal in mind. You are focused. You are determined. You are driven. Your desire for a buck that has only been present in your dreams begins to utterly consume you. My dreams became a reality one hot summer day in 2015. On night one, we decided to sit over a soy bean field. We had a few does come into the field as well as a buck that was a bit far off. This buck was hard horned. Although I would have taken him as he was beautiful deer. The oppor-
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tunity for a shot never presented itself. The next morning, the following night, the morning after that...... We decided to use our climbers and strategically choose our location. After surveying the property, we found a very well traveled travel corridor coming off of the bean field, between the bedding area & close to water. Perfection! You could clearly see that the deer were using it as it looked like a highway for whitetail. Our location choice seemed ideal. Every sit stated above presented much deer activity. I had several shot opportunities at does & even a few spikes. Normally, I would have taken those shots. However, I was determined to arrow a mature, velvet buck & uncharacteristic to my normal fashion.... I showed incredible self restraint! It was the third day of the hunt. The afternoon was steamy. We decided to move & use a tree stand located about 30 yards in front of where we had been hunting into a nearby thicket. We made this decision because we heard a lot of activity in there but were unable to see it from our current location. Almost as soon as we sat for the evening, we had a few does come by us and
head towards the bean field followed by a few spikes. The big boys normally move late. I was liking what I was seeing early on. At about 6:00 pm, a bachelor group of bucks came in from the right side of my stand. One of them was the most beautiful bucks I have ever laid my eyes on. It was love at first sight. He took my breath away & I wanted to take his. I slowly grabbed my Obsession Bow. My hands were shaking uncontrollably and I was sweating so severely that my bow was completely soaked. I’ve never been like this over a deer. What was about 5 minutes felt like an eternity. I had used my range finder as soon as I got in the stand and had my shooting lanes already chosen. This buck was heading towards the ideal lane. I had to wait until he made it through the trees where the opening was clear. The shot distance was a mere 20 yards. As the buck hit my kill zone, he suddenly noticed my husbands movement (as he was filming me). He froze and stared for a brief moment. That moment proved to be fatal. As I drew back, I prayed, then I released the fatal blow. My hit was solid. I watched the Ramcat
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Broadhead hit the beauty like a freight train right into the lungs. The shot was perfectly placed. Text book. I witnessed the arrow completely pass through my prey and as he did what is know by hunters as a “death run” I began to cry. I knew I had just arrowed the most magnificent buck of my life. I was overwhelmed with emotion & the tears did not cease for a very long time. Not only did I arrow my dream buck, I also brought home a cooler full of venison in order to feed my family. How GREAT is our God? I am extremely grateful to God for giving me the skill, ability & pure raw passion to hunt. I am also thankful to my husband whom sacrifices many of his hunts in order to film me. There is one more thanks I have to give.... It is to my camo sponsor, Serpent Skin Camo. Thank you for believing in me, loving me unconditionally, providing me with the most effective camo pattern on the market & allowing me to remain undetected in the woods. If this article has peaked your interest, you may watch the entire hunt go down on our website www.crosshairstv.com. You simply go to the website, click on “The Show” tab & scroll through the episodes until you see “Velvet Dreams.” Peace, Love & Venison, Kristi Hair
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Treestand Checklist: 10 Items Not to Forget for the Hunt By Chelsea Tubridy
With the excitement and anticipation of getting in to the woods and waiting out that big buck you have been watching on your trail camera, it is easy to let important items slip your mind when you load your truck. Here’s a list to make sure that you don’t get caught in the hunt without the essentials!
1. Hunting License: This isn’t a matter of convenience, but a matter of law! Be sure your hunting license is with you at all times. You’ll need it to tag and call in your kill immediately.
2. Weapon: Ok, this may be an obvious one, but you don’t want to pull in to your hunting spot only to realize that your gun or bow is still in the case sitting at home.
3. Safety Attire: While not required during all seasons, blaze orange attire is required during most hunting seasons. Be sure you know the minimum requirements and that you’re meeting them with your gear!
4. Flashlight: Whether you’re walking in to the woods at dawn or out of the woods at dusk, a flashlight with good batteries is essential to have. After all, how else can you track the blood after your shot!
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5. Scent Spray: Just like you don’t want the deer to hear or see you, you also don’t want them to smell you! Deer have an outstanding sense of smell. Make sure you spray down well to stay as hidden as possible.
6. Extra Ammunition: Whether you’re hunting with a gun or with a bow, be sure you have more than one shot! If you’re hunting with a bow, make sure your quiver has extra arrows with good broadheads. If you’re hunting with a gun, make sure you have extra shells or bullets to reload when necessary.
7. Insect Repellent: Depending on your location and the time of year, bugs can ruin a hunting trip. What’s worse than swatting at mosquitoes when you’re trying to remain as still as possible? Whether it’s unscented bug spray or a Thermacell carry-along, make your hunt as painless as possible with insect repellent.
8. Knife: There are countless reasons to have a good knife from skinning and gutting to simply wanting another form of weaponry. Regardless of the reason, a good knife is an invaluable item to have in the woods.
9. Rain Gear: Weather is unpredictable. Don’t get caught in an unexpected rain and have to cut your hunt short! Bring waterproof gear with you and be prepared for any kind of weather!
10. Deer Dragging Strap: Whether you plan to track and drag your deer alone or commandeer some help from friends, a deer dragging strap will make the haul easier for everyone!
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A TIME NOT TO HUNT ~ A TIME TO HUNT
By Sharlene Todd
I had an article ‘Determined to Heal’ published in the July/ August 2015 issue of Huntress Life. The picture was not meant for that article. I take full responsibility for this. Publisher Gary Hollowell e-mailed me the article/picture to review prior to publication. Unfortunately I had not seen that e-mail until after it was published, as we had family visiting. I am grateful to Gary for publishing the article and say a special thank you to him for getting my story out there for other women with breast cancer. In reference to the picture that one was taken after falling down 12 stairs in 2012. It took me three years and many surgeries but once again I was ‘determined to heal’. Yet another story waiting to be written? Perhaps this is one of those “meant to be things” in life.
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Yes, in June of 2012 I fell down twelve stairs resulting in a compound fracture of my left wrist and shattering the right wrist. Short version….In the middle of the night I thought I was going into the bathroom and walked too fast and went past the bathroom to the stairs! I have been given many flashlights since then! I need to explain why these 2 photos were taken. I was in the ER for several hours waiting for a bed and having my arms temporarily casted as surgery was not scheduled until the following day. My husband Dick and son David were there for me. I said to David, “Why does everyone keep looking at my face?” Cell phone in hand he snapped these pictures and showed me. I knew I had bad arms but did not know about the face. I sent one of these pictures to my brother to Photoshop. This explains why. A comment from my sister-in-law on Facebook when I got brave and posted the pictures a couple of years after I fell. “If somebody took a picture of me with my hair in that condition and so much chest showing then THEIR face would look like that.” I will try to keep the medical part brief. Note: no details of which bones fractured. Since I am an ‘old’ RN it makes it even more difficult not to share details. But know I am trying… HA! I was in the hospital five days after having surgery on both arms. To briefly give you an idea of the extent of these injuries, a few months later my doctor, an orthopedic arm and hand specialist quipped, “If you were a car you’d be in the junkyard by now.” He even had to use cadaver grafts. Bless those who are donors. Upon my return home from the hospital, my husband, Dick, did have help the first week from Public Health. But just think what you cannot do with both arms bandaged to the elbows. Think bathroom. YEP he did THAT for me! I could not even get out of bed without him, not only because I could not use my arms but I had vertigo. He did so much and I am still thanking him. Trips to the doctor took 2 hours one way. Five months of physical therapy as well. Plus I had to go to another PT specialist skilled in the Eply maneuver, an effective treatment for vertigo. Mine of course was a result of hitting my face and head at the bottom of the stairs on a rough carpet which resulted in a rearrangement of my otoliths…tiny crystal in our ears. More appointments and tests for Dick to drive me to. And then still more! Because of suspicious areas in ribs and brain seen on the Cat Scans, I had to see an oncologist for further tests because of having had breast cancer. Thank God they were just bumps and bruises! Okay, now to the ‘time NOT to hunt’. A month before I fell, Dick and I celebrated our 50th Anniversary. Our plans were for a family hunt in November with our sons, Jim and David. Jim lives in Wisconsin and had to make plane reservations. On one of my follow up appointments in August I told the doctor about our 50th hunting plans. He kindly said “I don’t think this is realistic.” I knew that too, as we all did, but I had a glimmer of hope that faded. But in November, I was able to complete physical therapy. My PT, a hand and arm specialist, was a blessing. There were several times she spent three hours a day working on my arms, with tears rolling down my face as she cheered me on. To pick up a piece of rice with tweezers was an EVENT!
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Even though writing and typing were painful I was determined to keep a journal of Dick’s 2012 hunts. I have to say not being able to hunt was made a lot easier on me thanks to our son Jim’s friend, Dale. He e-mailed me many photos from the trail cams he set up for me. Jim did get to fly out from WI to see us and hunt with his Dad and Dale. Jim and Dale each got a deer. And later that month Dick got the largest he ever shot~ 190# 8 point . My journal refers to Jim’s professional guidance NOT TO HUNT. His profession….a physical therapist! How helpful he was during all of this. We had a family gathering while Jim was here and spoke of making the anniversary trip happen in 2013. I was now seeing that glimmer of hope again even though the doctor said on my last 2012 appointment in November, “If you are still in this much pain when I see you in March, we will consider taking the plates out of your right arm.” The pain continued and in May of 2013 I chose to have the plates removed. A few weeks after that operation, the wrist collapsed. Not a pretty sight. The doctor said it was collapsing under the plates since it was such a severe break. I was quite upset when I heard him say the only choice was to have my wrist fused. He gently offered for me to think about it and to call and let him know and the decision when was up to me. By now he knew me well enough to sense that hunting could enter into this decision to have it done “later rather than sooner.” In July, Jim and his wife, Donna, came to visit us. Sadly they were here for the funeral of his friend Dale. Such a tragic reminder of the preciousness of life. Dale died suddenly of a massive heart attack. Through all of their own pain, Jim and Donna, an Occupational Therapist.. showed their personal and professional care and concern for me. The day they left to return home, they so peacefully suggested I should have fusion done “sooner than later.” “Mom, it is not the hunt that matters but how you function the rest of your life.” Their guidance made it easier for me to accept the inevitable. The next day I called the doctor’s office and had the fusion done August 3rd. In anticipation of perhaps “a time to hunt.” Yes, our now 51st anniversary hunt was booked and Jim had his plane tickets. How is that for hope? I was so anxious I began my hunting journal long before opening day typing left handed. Sept 14th Since my post-op pain has somewhat dissipated, waiting for the fusion to occur has been like watching paint dry. I recently went for more x-rays and now the doctor said I have to stay in the splint another six weeks ~ fusion has started but it was not complete yet. I will continue PT for a few more weeks. I have had PT done twice a week to help with the swelling in my fingers. Yes, same PT specialist is still cheering me on! Next doctor’s appointment is 4 days after opening day. Oct 30th “Wrist finally fused. I now only have to wear the splint for driving and hunting!!!!” Thanks to my guys, I can now shoot with one arm . …They bought me a field pod. Family hunt is a GO! Gratitude seeps into my soul as I await A TIME TO HUNT.
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On Nov. 15, we arrived at our home base camp on the St. Lawrence River. It was a bitter cold, windy and sometimes, even snowy 5 days!! I was so pleased though even with all of these elements to be able to walk to my blind using my walking stick with one of my guys by my side. Since I did not want to overdo, I did not hunt every time the guys did. I spent those times peacefully by a woodstove reading and journaling. I share one excerpts of many! Nov. 18th Wouldn’t you know it, the one time I saw a deer within shooting range. Dick and I were walking to my ground blind where we kept my field pod. It was 6:50 a.m. and we noticed three deer feeding in Dick’s turnip plot. We both stopped as we saw them at the same time. Dick started to get my gun ready. I sort of did the eye thingy like ‘you shoot your gun!’ He continued to ready my gun . Married 51 years and the eye thingy still doesn’t work. He ever so slowly handed me the gun and took my walking stick. I had my splint on but knew the arm was not ready for an ‘off hand shot.’ Dick so aware of this also quietly lowered himself so I could use his shoulder. I have to be very honest, I was having a difficult time getting the one I wanted to take in my sight. No excuses. Well perhaps one. I had only used my pod when target practicing. As I write this I think that is a lame excuse ~ pun intended. Anyway, I took too long and they spooked. We continued on to my blind. Dick got me set up and walked back to his plot. I sat there three hours not enjoying the hunt as usual because ‘the instant replay’ of not being able to take that shot would not turn off. The journaled experience of this trip says it all. We celebrated our anniversary, Dick’s 75th birthday and time spent with our sons sharing our hunting stories. We returned home with a wealth of memories and a couple of deer. Dick and I then hunted a few times on our farmland and were looking forward to more hunts but I had a ‘little setback.’ (to quote our gentle Jim.) I was doing something normal but had not yet tried it with my right hand since the fusion. Think bathroom….NOT AGAIN! Using toilet paper like a woman does after she pees. Enough said! I heard a loud crack and felt such pain. Time to return to my doctor. I could sense how disappointed he was when he flipped the computer screen around for us to look at the x-ray and said “It’s broken!” He had worked so hard, to quote something he said a few months ago, to put “Humpty Dumpty back together again.” He explained there was a fracture of the radius where the last screw was on the fusion plate. To lighten things up he quipped, “This is a challenge but I will think of something to fix it.” While some nice folks put my arm in a cast, he figured out a date for my operation. Pre-op tests were done and we were on our way home. We only had to wait a week for the operation which was done a couple weeks before Christmas. The healing from that surgery also took longer than expected. One of the x-rays in the spring reported it was not healed yet due to osteoporosis from disuse. Well, not to be too facetious, it has been a bit difficult to use it much the last couple of years! Well again I was determined to heal but I still had to take it easy the summer of 2014. We live on a lake year round and Dick and I were able to canoe short distances I used a light weight kayak paddle that we cut in half. I had to keep my arms strong for hunting! Opening day could not come soon enough!
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Because of a sore knee I was a bit limited to where I could hunt on our farmland. But hunt I did, again thanks, once again, to my husband. He cleared out an area for me where I did not have to walk too far. He set up my camo chair and carried in my gear. He is getting good at this! It was not as isolated as where I used to hunt but I was grateful to be able to use my trusty single shot Thompson Center 608 G2 contender without the field pod. I did not see many deer but the one I shot AT was very large doe in an open cornfield. About an 80 yard shot and this time no excuses. The way she bolted when I fired made me think the shot went right under her. I did hunt a lot this year and savored each moment, even the time I sat in my covered camo chair in a blinding snow storm. We did smarten up and quit at four that evening. In January of 2015 I had knee surgery, just a meniscus repair which healed quickly. This summer I have been canoeing , kayaking and enjoying my new jet ski. I also have been walking and biking as I ready for opening day, Oct. 24th. I told that PT son of mine I prefer biking. He quipped, “Mom, you don’t use a bike to get into the woods.” He already has his plane ticket and will join our family again Thanksgiving week for, yes, A TIME TO HUNT.
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The Catahoula By Amanda Bronder
The Catahoula is a medium to large breed. Females tend to be 20”-24” tall while males range from 22”-26” tall at the top of the shoulder. Weight varies from 40 to 90 lbs. The Catahoula has a smooth, short coat which comes in a wide variety of patterns and colors. Catahoulas are most commonly seen in blue or red merle (leopard) patterns. Other colors seen in the breed include several variations of the merle pattern, solid black, solid red, yellow, and brindle. Various amounts of tan, brindle, and/or white trim may also be present. Their eyes may be any color or combination of colors, they can have glass eyes. The Catahoula is a highly intelligent, athletic, and assertive; don’t confuse assertive with aggressive breed. They tend to be territorial and protective, guarding their family and home. Catahoulas were bred
for temperament and availability. The Catahoula’s versatility as a multi-purpose working dog cannot be matched. Catahoulas are great at working livestock, and hunting all kinds of game. They can also make great companions. However, the Catahoula is not a breed for everyone. They generally do not do well in urban settings. Catahoulas tend to be independent and have a mind of their own. They can be quite stubborn at times, and a challenge to train. Catahoulas have a distinctive working style which sets them apart from other working breeds. Catahoulas tend to be silent on track. They typically do not bay until they are looking at it. When working livestock or baying hogs, Catahoulas circle and bay. They tend to work the head of the animal, whereas most herding breeds are heelers. Catahoulas have the grit and tenacity to handle the roughest cattle, as well as wild hogs.
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