Welcome

Well, the last thing I thought I would ever be doing is starting a blog.  I'm not even sure I like the word "blog" it sounds like something in an 80's alien movie, but whatever.  I'm starting this to share my hunting experiences with, well probably just myself, but at least I'll be able to keep track of them now.  I used to keep a hunting journal, but since have really despised the use of an old fashion pen and paper to keep track of anything.  I will be making a short summary of each one of my hunts, where I was, what time, the weather, the wind direction and what I saw.  If there was any video shot I will add that as well.  I have been deer hunting since I was 11.  My father took me out with him and my uncle in 1994.  It was a lot different back then.  No hang stands, no four wheelers, no electric buggies, no food plots, no range finders or scentlok.  Just me, an over-sized pair of camo coveralls, an orange hat and 20 gauge Remington 870 youth model (which I have since added a longer stock pad and use to bird hunt and shoot clay pigeons- and take a lot of flack from buddies for it too) It was a 2 hour hike through the darkness in the middle of a public forest.  We arrived at our tree (where my father had been hunting for years) over looking 2 ravines and a dried up creek bottom.  I believe I fell asleep about 30 minutes after daylight.  I was awaken a few hours later to my dad telling me to "sit up and get ready they're coming!"  After the first 2 errant shots, the 3rd was a bulls eye and I had shot my first deer, a 100 pound button buck at 90 yards.  But that's all it took and now 17 years later I'm beyond obsessed, beyond hooked, it's life for me now.  I think about it 365 days a year.  We scout, plant food plots, hang stands, run trail cameras year round, put feed and mineral stations out in the winter months to keep our deer herds healthy and thriving.  I spends thousands of dollars and 10's of thousands of hours afield yearly on this thing some people call a sport and others just don't understand, but to me it's in my blood.  It's about the preparations, the sweat in developing new ground and the chess match with a mature whitetail that far exceeds the knowledge of the smartest human being.  Their ability to adapt and survive is beyond incredible, they are truly one of God's most amazing creatures. Not to mention they boast the fastest growing natural material known to man.  They drop their antlers each year and at full prime they can grow them back at up to 2" a day (which lasts about 90 days from start to finish).  I am truly blessed to have been raised in home that allowed me to hunt, and a father who taught me how to hunt and how to do it right, legally and ethically.  If you would like to follow my hunts as the year goes on feel free, and if not that's cool too, but I'm going to keep posting them so it's up to you. 

-ASMS (Aim small miss small)