Musings by Melissa

Well, Carl is now old enough to be an official deer hunter.  He does have a couple rules he needs to follow though.  He can only hunt on private land, and he must be hunting with a licensed deer hunter.  And so, the morning of November 15 found him sitting in his treestand with his gun, his safety harness,  and his dad!

They saw lots of deer, but they only saw one buck, and they didn’t have a clear enough shooting lane to take the shot.  (He couldn’t shoot a doe.)  They managed to stay warm and well-fed.  And to listen to the stories Carl has told since then, I know they made a lot of happy memories. 

Needless to say, even though he didn’t become a “mighty hunter” on this past hunting trip, Carl is still counting the days until he can take his gun back into the woods again.