Since I'm still involved in family stuff I won't be able to get into the story of the hunt from my perspective until later today.
Just let me say that it was a surprise hunt for me that started with a phone call from Terry Green.
Without beating around the bush he asked me if a spot came available would I be able to make it to Solana.
No pressure there! Right?!!
As it turned out he was waiting for a confirmation from another hunter so that gave me time to sit down and crunch the numbers.... alright, so the wife was doing the crunching and I was doing the finger crossing.
Within the hour I was back on the phone with Terry . As it turned out, the wife decided we could afford the hunt and we'd call it my birthday gift.
Terry let me know that the other hunter had made his choice and wanted me to be able to make the gathering.
I want to acknowledge that hunter and old friend Ted Fry. Thanks buddy! I'll make it up to you some time.
So with little time for packing and making the truck ship-shape for the trip I got busy.
Packing for these impromtu trips has become an easy matter over the years. Most of the time from September until January my travel bag st,ays packed.
I may add or remove items of clothing depending on expected weather,but nothing really changes much.
I'd been shooting my old favorite recurve "Scarlett" all season and she had accounted for 3 deer in Missouri.
At 64# @ my draw and slinging a 550 grain Easton 2216 with Magnus I up front I was confident I could handle any shooting opportunities that might arise. From bunnies to grizzled old warrior pigs, I was ready in that department.
I initially met everyone at dinner the night before the hunt started. More whirlwind activity. My head spinning from hours on the road, I grabbed a plate with a heaping pile of BBQ and headed for the dining area where everyone else was just finishing up.
Nothing like being odd man out from the git-go!