Deer hunting this year was a little frustrating. Because of the markets, everyone decided to plant tons of corn. And what is a deer's favorite food? CORN!!! Needless to say we had a hard time getting them to move. Also, it hadn't frozen hard and the ground was pretty mushy, so there goes walking the fields (which would have been nearly fruitless anyway, but at least you feel like you are making an effort.) We did end up with 6 deer for the group. Not our most successful year, but better that getting skunked...wait, that did happen. My cousin from Florida came up hunting this year again. As usual, he walked up to his stand and flipped over a large cardboard box used for a windbreak. Well, a skunk had already decided that he like the windbreak too and was hiding inside it. The skunk didn't like being exposed and sprayed him in the face and all over his front. He said it was like getting sprayed with mace. Ouch! So, for the rest of the weekend, he and all of his clothes reeked! Even the wheeler he rode smelled for a couple of days.
The kids came with us for second weekend of hunting. They worked on a mural with Grandma...
Brigit made rock angels - as you can see, there was not much snow yet.
I'm not sure what was at the bottom of Grandma's barrel, but they sure were occupied with it for a while.
Finally, Judd taught them how to play 52 pick up. Brigit supervised. I can't believe we haven't taught them this wonderful game before this, but better late than never, I suppose.
Overall, it was a great time had by all. Can't wait for next year!
