Alright, I have had my 3 hrs of sleep for this week now, and the skull is just about boiled out, so I can now fill you in about the Frying Pan. I sat in this ground blind I hastidly made up, and the "Banana Hammock" stool I brought, cut off ALL blood flow from my tail bone down, but it was to good of a spot to skip and nothing else to sit on (I will resort to my knees or bottom as a last resort {NO JOKES about my POOR choice of words, I'm TALKING HUNTING here). I decided I needed something to relieve the pain. So I spent untold hours sitting on top of this here Frying Pan and watched at least a dozen different bucks and quite a few does from it, some were less than 10 feet, just no shot opportunities and I wasn't about to rush anything. Roger thought it was flat out hilarious that I would even consider the thought of sitting on a frying pan to hunt deer. I like to Improvise, Adapt and Overcome any and all obstacles, and some of my ideas (read that as MOST of my ideas) only make sense to me. So here was just one way I was able to make Roger smile on this hunting trip. Believe me when I say, I had him laughing at quite a few things I did.
Topic: Michigan Longbow Association Heading West...The Hunt is COMPLETE, and Successful (Read 3643 times)
