Family Hunting Trip & 4 Wheelers
John and I left for the Farm around 7:00 am and got here around 8:30 with our loaded truck. The Dantz boys & Doc Ritter appeared quickly thereafter.
We un-loaded the truck in preparation for developing a railing at the back door of the farmhouse. Mrs. Crawford (John's mommy) was recently identified with Parkinson's disease (very early) and the rear actions to the door were a little treacherous. I laid out two postholes and while Doc Ritter & Sammy started digging John got the two 4 wheelers started. John and Dave invested a half hour passing through the back lots and tracks of the residential or commercial property.
The existing farmhouse sits out by the road and dates from the 40's. It was when active as a tobacco farm, but has actually lay fallow for over 30 years. We utilize the two fields and surrounding woody acreage for searching and target practice.
Sammy and Doc Ritter deviated on the 4 wheelers and John and Dave finished the holes. It was Doc Ritter's very first trip of the home and Sammy revealed him all the deer stands, tails and shooting stations. By about 10:30 I was ready to begin putting together the railing and everyone collected for the woodworking phase. Eventually Dave and I had motored three 4x4's out to the new deer stand in the NE corner and protected them to the scaffolding base.
Being appointed the "engineer of record," I took measurements and scribed lines while the boys held things in location. Doc Ritter knows his method around a circular saw and did the cutting with the kids doing one or two for practice. While the railing is a simple style, anything well developed can be elegant.
John, Dave, Doc Ritter and I got out the.22's (pistols and rifles) and proceeded to do some target practice while waiting for lunch. Everyone did well with the rifles from 50 lawns, although I am the only one to regularly strike the 2" circle with my Ruger MKII Target pistol at 50 feet.
Sammy returned with John's moms and dads and sis in tow. John and I chatted with Mr. and Mrs. Crawford and sister. Dave listened while Sammy and Doc Ritter drifted off to get in a little bit more target practice.
I un-holstered my Ruger, moved the security off and, sitting really still, waited up until the quarry got to within about 25 feet. Sitting some time longer, I marveled at the appeal of my setting. Collecting my trophy, I moved a way down the stream cut and sat on a log as the sun set.
Doc Ritter is a ready employee, persistent hunter and got an invitation to return with the fall seasons. Owning house John and I observed we were stiff. I didn't care and it felt great to sit in the bucket seat.
Can I keep in mind other days like this at the farm; blazing trails, constructing deer stands, shooting and searching? Numerous. Will there be more in the future? I definitely hope so. For the minute, this day stands out as an outright gem.