joelhunter
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- Sep 22, 2015
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Joined a couple of weeks ago after listening to some episodes of hunt talk radio. Was going to introduce myself, but then heard Big Fin's take on lawyers, so I thought I'd better lay low. Then later, I was going to send out my intro, but Mountainhawks posted some pretty sweet pics as a new member, and I realized anything I would post would seem lame in comparison.
So here we go: started hunting whitetails about 7 years ago when a college buddy finally convinced me to buy a bow. He'd been hunting public lands for a couple of years as a newb himself, and had yet to put down a deer. Little did I know that he was on the verge of quitting. We went to my Grandpa's farm, sight unseen for him, and he put down a big bodied buck 20 minutes into our first hunt together. Needless to say, he hasn't quit!
Took three years for me to finally put down my first deer. Hopefully, I've finally started getting the hang of it a little, as I put three in the freezer last year. I'm still not real comfortable with a gun, although I took one with a muzzleloader last year. But I've shot less than 100 rounds in my life from any type of gun, while I've flung 10,000+ arrows by now.
More importantly, I've found a reason to get intimately acquainted with what's left of my Grandpa's farm. He died when I was 12, and we lived just far enough away that I didn't get to spend enough time there. I know that the farm he had accumulated over his life meant the world to him, and now I'm finally intimately acquainted with it myself. That being said, the same sad tale that many families experience has begun when my uncle died earlier this year carrying a heavy mortgage on a significant piece of the farm.
Sorry to be so verbose, but I hope you westerner's have room for a Hoosier 1st gen hunter. I do have a western connection, as I was blessed with the opportunity to intern for the BLM's Wilderness Program between undergrad and law school. I love public lands, and am heading to Morgan/Monroe State forest to sit in a tree this evening.
Please keep sharing your stories: successes, failures, and slight fabrications. I am grateful for the opportunity to learn from your experiences.
So here we go: started hunting whitetails about 7 years ago when a college buddy finally convinced me to buy a bow. He'd been hunting public lands for a couple of years as a newb himself, and had yet to put down a deer. Little did I know that he was on the verge of quitting. We went to my Grandpa's farm, sight unseen for him, and he put down a big bodied buck 20 minutes into our first hunt together. Needless to say, he hasn't quit!
Took three years for me to finally put down my first deer. Hopefully, I've finally started getting the hang of it a little, as I put three in the freezer last year. I'm still not real comfortable with a gun, although I took one with a muzzleloader last year. But I've shot less than 100 rounds in my life from any type of gun, while I've flung 10,000+ arrows by now.
More importantly, I've found a reason to get intimately acquainted with what's left of my Grandpa's farm. He died when I was 12, and we lived just far enough away that I didn't get to spend enough time there. I know that the farm he had accumulated over his life meant the world to him, and now I'm finally intimately acquainted with it myself. That being said, the same sad tale that many families experience has begun when my uncle died earlier this year carrying a heavy mortgage on a significant piece of the farm.
Sorry to be so verbose, but I hope you westerner's have room for a Hoosier 1st gen hunter. I do have a western connection, as I was blessed with the opportunity to intern for the BLM's Wilderness Program between undergrad and law school. I love public lands, and am heading to Morgan/Monroe State forest to sit in a tree this evening.
Please keep sharing your stories: successes, failures, and slight fabrications. I am grateful for the opportunity to learn from your experiences.