"The Day The Black Squirrel Almost Died"
On Sunday morning,our group of TradGangers assembledat the base of the mountain.John would take one group,Ken would take another.Waysiah and The Woodchucker would wait untill daybreak and then stillhunt thier way to the top of the mountain.
Around daybreak,Mike decided that he had some unfinished "business" back at the house.I told Mike that I'd see him later,and I headed up the mountain.....
I'm not "old" but I am older.I'm not "outa shape" but I'm not in the best of shape.....My hips and my knees are pretty well shot,I haven't broken a leg hunting in over 30 years,and I don't plan on doing it in the next 30 either!!!Slow and steady,sets the pace,and wins the race.
I picked my way up the mountain.While doing so I savor every breath of mountain air.I carefully place every foot and enjoy every step.As I hunted to the top,about half way up I met Chris with his trophy.I listened to him tell his story and I was Honored to be able to shared his success.As Chris headed down the mountain with his trophy,I started again for "Black Squirrel Heaven" at the top of the mountain.
When I reached the top of the mountain,I took off my back quiver and leaned it against the tree.Then I took off my possibles bag,and layed it on a rock.Then I took out a cedar arrow made by my very Good Friend Joe Skipp,and tipped with a Bear Razorhead. The other arrow is also a very special one,it was one of the arrows that was made by Killdeer for the Joan Leonard Memorial Bunny Hunt. This arrow was given to me by Killy at the St.Judes raffle.This arrow is "Big Medicine" and it was with this arrow that I was going to kill the Black Squirrel.
I took the Razorhead tipped arrow and I nocked it on the string of Old Grizz.Then,I took the arrow that Killy made,and layed it atop my possibles bag.Sometime later,I heard a rustling behind me.I turned around and running for a tree was a Black Squirrel!!!!! As he reached the base of a Hemlock I drew back Old Grizz.....My middle finger touched the corner of my mouth.and I see the broad head. NUTS!!!!! I wanted to use Killy's arrow to kill the Black Squirrel.I eased the string down on Old Grizz,and took the Razorhead tipped arrow off the sting. Then I swapped it for Killy's arrow,and then I nocked it on Old Grizz' string.I started to draw Old Grizz as I looked back to the Hemlock,but alas.....The Black Squirrel was gone!!!!!
So yes, you see.....It was kinda Killy's "fault" that I didn't kill the Black Squirrel.
But Killy it was a pleasure,and an honor to have you with me on my hunt