Every couple years I am blessed to be able to head back and bow hunt whitetail deer with my family in New York State. This year happens to be one of those years and I can hardly contain my excitement! You see, I love hunting whitetails. I love the planning, the hunt, and the feast after. Most importantly, I love hunting with my dad and brother. I get to go back to my roots. The smell of the woods, the treestands, the stories, and the camaraderie. I live for that!
For the past few weeks I have been talking with my dad and brother about the property we get to hunt, treestand placement, archery practice and how much effort they are putting in to find good spots. While I know that I hike in a ways and scout as often as I can, these two are putting in much more time and physical labor to get things proper. In fact, I look at them as if they are my guides. I understand whitetails, but these guys are living and breathing them in NY. They KNOW whitetails and are constantly studying their behavior. I am very thankful for all of their hard work! I just pray they don't put a treestand up for me that faces the sun! Ha!
Needless to say, I am practicing a lot, planning my trip, and at the same time gearing up for hunting deer and bear in SoCal this weekend. It's a whirlwind, but I wouldn't have it any other way.