WV hunting trip

I went to West Virginia for a couple of days this past week to go deer hunting. I have been able to hunt the opening couple of days of the rifle season for all but one of the past six years. A family friend has a farm with about 150 acres of mostly woods with some open fields. The farm belonged to his father and he plans on leaving it to his children. I have had success on three occasions and brought home some venison. The largest deer I have taken on this particular place was a small seven point I got three or four years ago. Two years ago, I was able to take my son on his first deer hunting outing to this farm. He wasn't able to get one, but we both had a good time. Last year I had to work and wasn't able to get away. As I was making plans for my trip this year, my sister called and asked if I would mind if she brought her second son JR over to WV and for me to take him hunting. JR really enjoys the outdoors and his father and grandfather do not hunt so I try to help him out in this area if I can. I said "sure" and ammended my packing list to include another rifle and other items we would need. I stay with my mom's sister when I go to WV and this trip was no different. I got in Sunday evening and gave JR the mandatory safety briefing on the rifle he would be using. I had quizzed him on previous trips and just wanted to reinforce the idea of gun/hunting safety. We got up bright and early on Monday morning and drove out to the farm. I knew that there might be another person hunting on the farm, but when we arrived we were the only ones there. We headed out to the woods and began to climb the hill. I was looking for an open area in the woods where I had been successful before. It was slow going in the dark. As I was climbing the hill, I made a resolution to spend more time on my elliptical exercise machine. I was huffing and puffing. We found a spot and waited for daylight. Nothing was moving in the woods. I decided to try an relocate to another spot with a better view of the area. As we were moving I noticed another hunter also on the top of the ridge. I figured this was the fellow my friend had told me about. I decided to let him have the ridgetop and we would move to another area across the field. As we were moving to the new area, I noticed another truck next to ours. This put another wrinkle in the plan. We walked through the area I wanted to try and sat down. After waiting for another hour and seeing and hearing nothing I thought we might try and check out the feeder my friend has. We moved toward the feeder and as we got close I discovered where the other hunter was sitting. Right where I wanted to be. Well, the best laid plans and all that. I thought we might give the area a rest and so we went back to my aunt's house and had some lunch. We went back out that afternoon with much of the same. Tuesday morning was even colder and still not even the sight of a white tail disappearing over the hill. I hope JR wasn't too disappointed, but as I told him, I was twenty-eight before I shot my first deer and he is beginning much sooner than I was able to. I did my hunting when I was his age in my imagination on the pages of "Outdoor Life" and "Field and Stream." I returned home on Wednesday. I will still be able to get out this year in Maryland where I am stationed. I will try and post my successes or failures for those and future trips.

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Just for curiosity's sake, I took the quiz. I know my brothers in law are much nerdier than I, but that's why I have brothers in law. When I have a computer question they save me money on IT support.