Hunting the Swamp

Years ago I was a member of a local deer driving club. Most of the members were family. Many family members joined the club because our family had hunted there for so long, even though they didn’t hunt very often. It was a great club. Between the land my family owned and what we leased from timber companies, we had more than four thousand acres to hunt. The time we all spent hunting there was great fun.

Geese

They are big.  They are slow.  And for some reason I can not seem to kill one. 

Great Hunting Guns

When I think back to all the years I have hunted there are a lot of good memories there. Memories, mostly of people, places, and dogs, that have been a part of my hunting past. Also embedded in my memory are the guns that I have been lucky enough to own and hunt with. These are not the fancy high dollar guns that you see in the hands of big name hunters on TV shows, they are the common guns owned by a common man.

Happy Fathers Day

We here at Briary River would like to say thank you to our dads and to all the dads out there that are teaching or have taught their children a love for the outdoors.

 

Driving the tractor with Papa (My dad)

 

Cycles

Being a teacher and coach I live through cycles all the time. We are at a time in the year when most teachers are taking a break, but not me. I had the weight room last week, and I have it this week as well, that takes away a half a day every day I have it. Top that with the fact that I got chosen to participate in curriculum updates this summer, and I have been working all week this week, and you may understand why I have had trouble finding a topic to write on.

Cheap Vs. Expensive

tFor some reason it has been decided that for hunting equipment to be good it must be expensive.  Well I beg to differ. 

Sporting Clays at Springrove

Saturday June 4^th was my birthday. So in celebration of me getting older the guys and I returned to Springrove Preserve for a round of sporting clays. It was a great day.

The Monkey

Today Buckman and I are going to try something different.  We are releasing two blogs together on the same subject at the same time.  We are doing this to give you both sides of the situation.  Let us know what you think.

For the Good of the Child

My six year old son Bo was expecting to go fishing Saturday. He had been good all week long in school. He said I had promised to take him fishing if he was good in school that week. I remember no such promise, but it didn’t take much to convince me to take my son fishing regardless.