That would take care of at least one week in September and another in November.
Terry Green and I got our heads together and put together a hunt for mid October in North Central Missouri.
I always have a great time hunting with Terry and I'd never had him up in my neck of the woods for a hunt. It was past due.
The timing would be good and I've had a lot of luck during that time period.
Other than those hunts I'd get in some morning and evening hunts on my own little acreage and some 3-4 day jaunts to help fill the remaining time.
The season was shaping up pretty well and I was feeling better about it all the time.
Then my wife came in one evening and told me to take a seat... crap!! I hate that. What came next about bowled me over.
"You know old So and So", she started. I did. "Well, I ran into him today and he told me the deer were eating up all his corn and would you want to come down and shoot a few?"
I just stared at her in disbelief. I kept prodding to find out what the catch was. "No catch", she reassured. "He's gonna call you".
I was positive he was just throwing out a line of bull hockey and when there had been no phone call after a week, I knew I was right.
It would have been too cool. This guy owns land (he won't say how much because he doesn't want to sound like he's bragging) down in the Mississippi River bottoms and also in the hills above them. It's prime habitat. Heavy, heavy cover and the richest crops you have ever seen.... most of the soy beans in this area are a little over knee high. In the bottoms they are chest high and the corn is 12 feet tall in places. (honest)
I got over it without much trouble. I'd gotten my hopes up over different properties in the past and had them dashed. I was used to it.
Then one night the phone rang and it was him. I was tickled pink, but kept my enthusiasm in check.
We'd meet in a few days and he would show me the property.
He wanted to do some mowing around the farm before we did so we/I could get around easier.