This year has started out with a bang. In January I was able to attend the Archery Trade association (ATA) show in Indianapolis, IN. Met some great people, froze my butt off and came home with the flu. Was it worth it? Absolutely! I could have done without the whole flu part but knowing that a lot and I mean ALOT of great people work in the hunting industry just inspired me to get out there and do more!
More like what? For starters I have updated the look of my blog. The old blog just felt tired to me and hunting is anything but tired. Tiring? Yes – but exciting.
I also have to face some truths this year about the industry and myself.
So here goes:
I don’t name all of the deer I get on camera. Does that make me be less of a hunter? I do name some of them-just not all.
I hate the red light on my husband’s camera. People think I look comfortable in front of the lens – I don’t. I want to suit up, get out there and hunt. When did my hunt turn into getting a closeup? No one wants to see me close up at 6 am but I also love the fact that we share these videos. He’s going to need to tape that stupid red light over-I’m done trying to deal with it.
I hate field dressing any animal. I don’t want to suck it up and get on with it.
I hate being cold. I’ll tough it out but that last half hour in the cold? I’m like deer go away. So far I’ve never packed it up because of the cold but my heart wasn’t in it. I hate that.
I hate bugs. Early season spiders and mosquitoes creep me out. I use my Thermacell but I’m just as likely to have a total melt down in the middle of the woods. Ask my daughter about me, the spider the size of my hand taking a ride on my hat and the scream I let loose.
I hate not being successful. Oh now that one is going to get me in trouble. There is nothing, nothing, like sitting in a blind, watching the sun rise or the dew dry on a piece of grass. Listening to turkeys gobble as the fog rolls in. Hearing a snort wheeze for the very first time was fantastic! Those memories are successes all on their own. But lets face it-I WANT to get the animal I am hunting. I want the drag. I want to make the phone call-hey-come get me-I got him. I am competitive. Sorry I want the buck I’ve been getting on my camera. Back off.
Why do I agonize so much about a good shot? I constantly feel inadequate. I do practice and I am familiar with whatever bow/gun I am using. So it’s not that. I won’t be one of those people that video their hunts and then have high fives all around after the shot when everyone sitting on their couch watching the video knows that shot was bad. But I wish I wouldn’t stress so much over it.
I hate that I don’t know as much as I want to know. Every single time I go hunting or just shoot my bow, I learn something new. Yes every time. I constantly try to learn more and more. And yet I feel so ignorant of the amount of knowledge I should know.
So on that note-hang on, it’s going to be a brutal, in your face and hopefully fact filled 2015!