Dad wanted to hunt in the same place he hunted yesterday, so I joined him for the day. We sat for half the day and still-hunted the other half of the day. I tried getting a deer in front of him, but that’s hard to do when deer aren’t moving too much.
I can’t begin to tell you how good it felt to see Dad actually be able to cover some serious ground today. While he’s not even back to 60%, his determination is hard to look past. I hope I have that trait deep within my soul if I ever encounter anything like he has been through this year.
Rob Miner also came up to hunt this weekend with my cousin Kyle. He had his hip replaced at the beginning of the season and is having a hard time getting around. I love the fact that these guys still enjoy hunting. It drives me to keep going and try to live up to the expectations I have of myself to be like them. I always wanted to shoot big bucks like they always shot. Somewhere along the way, I never realized that I had started doing the same thing as them year after year. I guess we sometimes get lost in our own journey.
Tomorrow will be the last day of Northern Zone rifle season. My body is ready for the closure of the season. It needs rest. I also know my dad needs a break. He has overdone it the entire year for the condition he is in. I don’t want to see him make himself any weaker. He will need all the strength he can find if he happens to get sick.
