Big game, big country, big rifle
2015 September 28
This idea blossomed much like many wayward marital brainchildren: my husband cajoled; I laughed and blew him off. The cajoling continued for five years, becoming such a regular seasonal exchange I could have penciled it in each spring. What seemed fraught with obstacles to me seemed perfectly clear to Dan: if I, too, became an elk hunter, we could double the chances of filling our freezer with meat.
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Scouting the big game in the big country with the big rifle (actually, that’s Col’s .22, unloaded. Just practicing hiking and quick aiming with a gun).
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Go for it, man.
WOW is about all I can say about your post………Looked like you were ready, able and willing to overcome all your obstacles except I didn’t see what you are going to do with Col and Rose
That’s a whole blog post in itself. Oy.
I am ready to silk screen your fan club t-shirts. On pre-existing t-shirts, upcycled style, of course. Say the word. Or tell the kids, so they can design the screen.
Can they be camo? :)
Nice. The closest I’ve come is to a local farm’s turkey “processing day” on the Thanksgiving the year I stopped being vegetarian. Elk hunting in the mtns is a big deal! Go for it!
humbling, beautiful, honest, non-ideal, vulnerable, courageous, humorous, reality brilliantly written.
thank you Rachel (and Dan) You are a gift in my life and reading.
In all ways, love and deep respect.
valeta
Ditto to all of this.
:o)
Your support means worlds to me, Valeta.
You too, sweet Emmanuelle!
I am a hunting novice too! I’ve gone out quite a few seasons, but I’ve never gotten an animal. I guess you’d call what I do “hiking in the woods with a gun.” I know we’ve met only once or twice, but if you ever want the company of another woman at the gun range, I’d be happy to go with. Either way, good luck!
Wow, what a nice offer. I’m still really intimidated by the gun range, but have been having success target shooting out “in the field.” I’d love to meet up and talk hunting with you.
I am still at reconciling the plain panic of holding a rifle let alone shooting it and resources of food. Holding the .22 though, and hanging out around when daughter practices.