Morning Rituals: The Tree Stand
On this night, as I move up to the creek and into the clearing that edges it, I feel that familiar awareness build. The wind is mostly blocked in this corridor and the ambient noise has died down to a whisper. The moon is illuminating me at the edge of the trees. I turn west and point myself into the wind before setting off cautiously toward my stand. I move 80 yards west along the creek and I am about to turn into the woods to make the final move into the stand when I hear it. A snort wheeze cutting through the dark morning air.
Your First Western Hunt: Part I
It is critical to establish your hunting goals. I knew that I wanted to go out west and get hunting, but I hadn’t really considered why I wanted to do that. As I reflected on this, I arrived at an answer that I am sure you will have at least pondered on for a moment when posed with the same question. I wanted to challenge myself physically, mentally, and in the matters of woodsmanship, and adaptability. To test my skills and assess the very constitution.