How To Choose
February 11, 2014
It’s funny that a few weeks ago I was sort of bemoaning the fact that all of my hunting has been right here at the ranch. I haven’t been anywhere in ages. And suddenly, I have to start making choices about which hunts I can manage and which I can’t. Just this coming spring there’s the opportunity for hogs in Mississippi, turkeys somewhere between here and CA, hogs in CA, and an exotics hunt here in TX with some of my friends from CA… and the spring hunting fever is only just cranking up.
It sounds great, of course, and I’m sort of stoked. But somewhere in that mix I have to work the day job. I have to pay for all this. No sponsors are kicking out for me to load up the truck and burn fuel hither and yon. There is, truly, only so much time in a day… a month… a year. And even more truly, there’s only so many ducats in my bank account. This seems to happen every year, along with the realization that I probably can’t do it all.
I know, I know… “oh, poor, pitiful Phillip.”
I can hear your empathetic moans of commiseration, and the sentiment is honestly appreciated.
So are donations.
But I digress…
Actually, I’m not sure I can digress if I didn’t really know what point I was trying to make in the first place. It’s just one of those crazy times… famine to feast… and like pretty much any other hunter, I only wish I could take advantage of every opportunity that arises. Alas.
Oh, and no donations, please. Hold onto your money. Go hunting.