Blowing The Dust Off The Blog
September 9, 2015
What is the sound of one cobweb spreading?
One or the other or both of those things are what you’ve heard (figuratively of course… since this is a text-based medium you don’t hear anything, but you get that, right?) around the Hog Blog for the past few weeks. I broke my rule of posting at least once a week, and to be honest, I’m not real sorry. I just haven’t felt like writing.
But fall is falling.
Kat and I dusted off the shotguns last weekend for the dove opener (I shot like I expected to shoot, having not touched the gun in six or seven months… but we ate grilled doves for dinner last night). I got my first tree stand hung on the edge of the soybean field, and there are two more in the back of the truck, waiting for me to get back out to the place and get them set up. The Mathews is dialed-in for the archery opener this coming Saturday.
It’s all happening… or, at least, it’s about to happen. It’s that magic time of year.
No, not Christmas or Halloween… it’s the beginning of hunting season! But, if you follow the Hog Blog and others like it, you probably already know this. And some of you are already at it. My friend Michael, up in Alaska, has already filled his caribou tags. Jeff, down in SC, has been guiding whitetail and hog clients since mid-August. And, of course, my friends back in California have been chasing blacktails since the middle of July.
But I’m not in CA, SC, AK, or even TX anymore. I’m back home in North Carolina, and already settling back into the groove of the seasons as we move from the beach to the swamp. It’s still muggy and hot. The skeeters, ticks, and red bugs are going full bore, and the cat claws, poison ivy, and blackberry vines cover the trails almost as quickly as I can clear them. To a lot of people, this feels nothing like hunting season. But to me, it’s as familiar as the heady scent of moldering pine needles and the “gronk” of tree frogs after the rain.
And it made me want to pull the Hog Blog up, open up a page, and drabble on a bit. So I did, and here it is.
For what it’s worth…