Today is the tail end of gun season in Ohio (ends tomorrow) but I decided to head out for a bit of still hunting / scouting. My thought was, I don't feel like competing for my good stand sites w/ the gun gang and it'll just depress me to see those dudes tromping through my areas, so lets have a look at somewhere else.
Anyway I intentionally started late this morning. Got to an interesting area and within 10 seconds heard a cottontail getting owned by a hawk or coyote or something. Ten minutes up the deer trail, I spotted a promising rub on a small pine and a cool little falcon. This might just be a really nice day I thought.
Fifteen minutes up the trail, my pager goes off. Did I mention I'm on call this week (was supposed to be on call a few weeks ago but traded so I could go to the Ohio Trad camp - good trade)? I try to call the customer to see what the problem is - no answer. I leave a message and head for my car.
Twenty-five minutes later, I'm back in my basement logging on to see what the matter is and the customer finally manages to call back. Turns out, I am able to resolve her problem over the phone (could have done it in the field) without ever having to lift a finger.
Sigh. I guess I'm watching Vs. today since, in all probability, the pager will ring again. Oh well - it was a very nice fifteen minute hunt.
Topic: My shortest hunt ever (Read 540 times)
