Boy, where do I start?!?! Since a few have been doing recaps I figured it was time to get a few things off of my chest.
Had someone asked me back in August or September how things looked I would have said other than not shooting my bow as much as I wanted things were definitely looking positive for the deer season. I had several nice bucks on the property, most of which would have been perfect for my son or daughter to go after. I had only a couple glimpses of the buck we called Pointdexter, the buck that seemingly disappeared a few years in a row around the end of October and two years ago showed up on Taylor's (Diablo) dad's place. A few camera moves later and I thought we had a good chance at getting a shot at him. The only thing I had against me was not having vacation time to use........aaahhh that wouldn't matter would it?!
The first of October rolled around and wouldn't you know it, we had life get in the way of making the early trips down I had hoped. Allen and I made it a couple times but things just weren't working out. I was second guessing everything I was doing and where we were sitting. Time and Allen's interest seemed to be running out fast. A couple short weekends and LONG drives were wearing on him...and me too a little.
Maybe I shouldn't write this but it goes hand in hand with how miserable this year turned out and it's something I feel I need to get off of my chest. My friendship with my old college buddy dissolved for good around the start of November as well which put a big damper on me even wanting to hunt much down there this year. It was only a matter of time though with how he was talking to me and acting for the last couple of years. My personal health from worry and my concerns for my safety as well as my family's was and is much more important. I truly hope he gets the help he needs.
Any who, Thanksgiving rolled around and we enjoyed that trip being out. Weather sucked and screwed us a little but we saw deer including Backstabber as Allen called him. I can only hope we find his sheds, hopefully he is still alive. December I thought for sure I'd make a couple trips down. However work demands and the demands of having a decent Christmas kept me at home. Even after Christmas while the kids were off I had the pipe dream of making a long weekend down. However with no vacation time and multiple college softball camps planned for my daughter in January and February there simply was no way I could.
I have hoped and prayed I could just get a weekend to just go down to sit in a stand before the end of the season. Now here I am at the end of January, a week before the official end of the Ohio bow season, and I'm throwing in the towel. Every weekend for the last several weeks and until the end of February we have camps planned though. Will it all be in vain? I hope not for Jenna's sake. The thought of her being a senior in high school next year has me scared to death. In a way I am disappointed that her and I didn't get to spend much time the last few years in the woods together. But at the same time I can see her love for softball and how much she enjoys it too. I just hope she doesn't have any regrets though. As for Allen he is hot and heavy into basketball and preparing for baseball for the last month or so as well. Not sure where he falls on hunting any more. For me this all has been the hardest part of being a dad, putting my desires and dreams on hold while they learn to become who they are today. I can only hope I've done a good enough job so they too can one day look back and remember the good times.
From here I will again begin to hope and pray to be able to get down there to put up trail cameras, look for shed antlers, scout and even move or add a few treestands. Minerals need to be put out and things need to get done. If they don't because something comes up with the kids and sports....well that's OK. We will get there when we can and hopefully the kids and momma too enjoy it and we can make some new memories this year. Now...if I can just save some F'ing vacation time LOL!!