Ever since last friday when that buck turned and bolted 2 steps shy of my shooting lane, I have been faced with a dilema....
... I seem to have lost interest.
I dont know how much of it was due to that encounter, I do have a gut feeling that is as close as I'm going to get to puting a buck on the ground this season, and how much is due to the fact that life has come at me hard and fast the last few months. Nothing seems to be going my way. Between family drama, stress at work, vehicles and household components breaking down, I just feel drained and listless.
My plan for the day was to hunt all day and fix the jeep tomorrow. I woke up this morning at 3:30, a half hour before the alarm, and found myself making excuses not to go. The south wind sucks for most of my spots, youth hunters will be out which will eliminate a couple good hunting spots..... It's not uncommon for me to flip a coin to decide where to hunt, but when I had to flip a coin this morning to decide to go at all, I knew it didnt matter heads or tails, I was going to spend the day working on the jeep, doing chores and running pointless errands.
I might get out and take down my cams today, and I realize other than the button buck I shot a month or so ago, I havent shot my bow in months. Maybe getting in some target practice this afternoon will be a good idea.
Maybe I'll get out tomorrow.
Anybody else ever get burnt out on it like this? Get to a point where Hiking in and setting up seems more like work than fun?
... I seem to have lost interest.
I dont know how much of it was due to that encounter, I do have a gut feeling that is as close as I'm going to get to puting a buck on the ground this season, and how much is due to the fact that life has come at me hard and fast the last few months. Nothing seems to be going my way. Between family drama, stress at work, vehicles and household components breaking down, I just feel drained and listless.
My plan for the day was to hunt all day and fix the jeep tomorrow. I woke up this morning at 3:30, a half hour before the alarm, and found myself making excuses not to go. The south wind sucks for most of my spots, youth hunters will be out which will eliminate a couple good hunting spots..... It's not uncommon for me to flip a coin to decide where to hunt, but when I had to flip a coin this morning to decide to go at all, I knew it didnt matter heads or tails, I was going to spend the day working on the jeep, doing chores and running pointless errands.
I might get out and take down my cams today, and I realize other than the button buck I shot a month or so ago, I havent shot my bow in months. Maybe getting in some target practice this afternoon will be a good idea.
Maybe I'll get out tomorrow.
Anybody else ever get burnt out on it like this? Get to a point where Hiking in and setting up seems more like work than fun?