We got up the next morning for Tes to take pics of me and the most handsome fellow I’ve ever met. (Billie, Henri and Trotter got in a few of the pics too!
I spent the next few days in a variety of stands. The weather had warmed up and the deer didn’t seem to be moving as much, but I got some beautiful turkey action.
A chance class at a Becoming an Outdoor Woman event and a new friendship (Thanks Billie!) have created a new woman. The guys at The Shed are beyond wonderful. They took a novice hunter…and by novice I mean COMPLETELY GREEN…and helped me bag my first deer. B.O.W., Billie, The Nomadic Hunting Babes and the guys at The Shed changed my life. I will never be the same. And I will be eternally grateful to them for it!
If you’d have told me a year ago that I’d be spending Halloween in a deer stand I would have laughed and called you crazy. I have never felt more alive and more comfortable in my own skin than when my bow is my hand. Life is amazing.