Duck Hunting 2009 - Through #2 of 5's eyes.

IMGA0365a Hmmm... It turns out that my kid has better timing that I do...  You see, tonight he asked me to print out a paper he typed up for English class.  As I printed out his paper, I started reading it.  As you can see here, he wrote up a summary of our duck hunting trip before I have. 

Below is a copy (exact.. Not a single change made) of his version of "Duck Hunting 2009"

Enjoy!

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Duck Hunting - 5th hour English

    Have you ever gone Duck hunting?  Well I have, and it was so fun that it was like taking the funest thing you have ever done and multiplying it by five.  Although it was a long drive to stay for three days.  We stayed at my Dads friends’ cabin.  By the end of this story you will know so much about the trip it’s almost as if you where their with my dad, me, and my dads friend all in a in the duck boat.

    First part about my trip you need to know about is the drive their.  Let me tell you without saying something ells that it was boring!  It unfortunately was an entire three and a half hour drive.   Although we had things in the cat to do, it all got boring after about two hours.  The ride got longer, and longer as if it would never ever end.  Finally about 9:00 pm we got their, and we where way to tired for our own good.

    The very next day my dads’ friend said “its chore day since the hunting opener is tomorrow.”  Just the thing I wanted to do today” I replied quite annoyed.  Then my Dad said “well nobody wants to do them but they have to be done.”  “Well no one wants to do them less than me I replied.  But he was right.  But chore day is a day at the cabin where if there is anything that needs to be done, for example wood cut for a fire.  No but their was plenty of wood, so we got the very wonderful job of taking down the metal dock that weighs about 200 pounds.  Finally we get it done and we could have fallen a sleep on the floor we where so tired.  It was good to get the dock job out of the way.

    After chore day we got up at 4:30 in the morning to get dressed for hunting.   We loaded up the boat and set off to find a good spot.  Boy was it cold driving the boat to the the spot.  You could feel the cold air rushing past you as you sat in the boat.  We finally find the perfect spot just around 6:00 after we set out all the decoys.  We sit their in the quiet, so quite that you can here your own brain more than you can here anything ells. It was around 7:00 when splash a wood duck landed right in my firing zone.  Then I picked up my gun and bang I killed the duck.  About 8:00 we headed in and I was the only one that got one.  Boy was I proud of myself.

    The last day we where their we went out the same time and where ready and waiting the same time.  Except this time I went with my dad’s friend and my dad went alone.  I didn’t see anything in my range, but my dads friend did and bang he got one two.  About an hour later at 8:00 we where about ready to pack up when bang bang. Two shots went off around where my dad was, and sure enough he got one as well.  We got in the boat, picked up the decoys and headed for where my dad was and we saw him holding a duck. We went in and packed up. We where going home.

    We packed up the car, and some how we all got in.  After checking the cabin and making sure it was locked we got in the car and…my dad lost the keys again.  We looked fore about 15 to 20 minutes when suddenly…he found them in his pocket.  Then my dad’s friend said ” you know what some things never change.”  “No they don’t I replied with a smile and got into the car as.  I took one last look at the cabin as we drove away. 

    This story means a lot to me because we only go up to the cabin once a year.  What means even more to me is that it showed me how to enjoy what nature has to offer.  Most people do not take the time to stop and think about what life really is.  I used to never enjoy nature because I didn’t think I hade than patients for it, but it turns out I do.  I Hope you enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed telling it.

I'm Going to Give it a Try

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Since my last post was about our Ice Fishing trip back in February, It's about time I updated Dad's Outdoor Journal...  

Last fall on The Life of a Father of Five, I posted about #1 of 5's interest in, and subsequent foray into the world of archery. 

A New Hobby (link)

In that post, I made a passing remark about "needing to start watching craigslist for a "too good to be true" deal of my own". 

Last November, I put the RSS feed for wrong handed Left handed bows on craigslist into my feed reader, compound_bow2and have been watching since November.  I have been watching for a deal as good as #1 of 5's (a "too good to pass up" deal).  Last week - an "Almost too good of a deal to pass up" showed up.  I got in touch with the seller. 

It turns out that he was asking for just slightly more than I was hoping to spend on a bow (seeing as this is something I am going to experiment in) but when I actually saw the bow (and all the attached and included accessories) I could not say no.  The accessories alone would have cost more than what he was asking for the whole set! 

compound_bow3Worst case scenario?  I re-sell this on craigslist for what I bought it for (which would be a great deal for someone else) - and I break even...  No harm no foul.

So I have started the process of educating myself in the ancient art of archery.  There is a lot to learn...

First off, I wanted to learn more about what I purchased, so I started doing some on-line research...

Here is what I have come up with so far...

The bow is a Ben Pearson Flame (or maybe Flame Hunter) compound bow.  It has a 70 lb draw weight and a 29" draw length.compound_bow4

I have contacted Ben Ben Parson Archery in an attempt to find out more about the exact details of this model, and when (approximately) it was manufactured.   The only thing I have been able to find out on my own is that Ben Pearson Archery made a "Flame Hunter" compound Bow in 1975.  This bow seems to be much newer than that, unless it was kept in immaculate condition...

Accessories that were attached to the bow when I got it include... 

A set of string silencers, a cable guard with rolling cable guide, a 4 pin site with bowstring peep site, and an overdraw rest with an integrated spring loaded drop rest.

The seller also included a camoflauge bag to keep the bow in, but it was just thin cotton (like a bed sheet), and I had purchased a case for #1 of 5's bow that did not fit last Christmas from a discount closeout place (aka - does not take returns) that just happened to fit this bow like a glove (see the first two photos!) 

I have also reserved a couple of books from our local library system on the fundamentals of archery, and started looking into what else I need to get started... (Like arrows, an arm guard, and a release)

I am interested in seeing how this turns out... 

As of now... I am not interested in BOW HUNTING... Just shooting targets at local Archery Ranges for some fun, relaxation, and some time with #1 of 5, but... Who knows what the future holds!?!?!

A Day on the Lake

ice fishing Since I have done such a poor job at updating here on DOJ, I felt I better get this post finished, and not wait until "evening approached"...

In my defense, many of my "outdoor activities" have been GeoCaching. I put together another blog just for my GeoCaching...

GeoCaching with Dad

But... I digress

I am not going to wax on poetically with this post, because (to be honest) there is not that much to say.  It was for the most part, an uneventful day.

The trip was planned through the Boy Scouts.  It was held on Cedar Lake.  We checked in, where the kids got a little "care package" of a few lures, a slip bobber, a depth weight, a scout patch, hot chocolate tickets, a hot dog ticket, and a raffle ticket.  After checking in, we proceeded to find a spot where three unused holes were in close proximity.  (I did bring my auger, but it's a hand auger... (I'm a cheapskatefrugal - a father of five after all) - Since there were already holes drilled, I took advantage of that.  I had set up the rods earlier, so it was a matter of skimming the hole of slush and ice, setting up a bucket, and dropping a line.

The host Troop had Hot dogs, and hot chocolate for the participants.  We shared hot chocolate (both the scout provided kind, and the premium "brought by dad" amaretto flavored variety.  (Put down the phone to Child Protective Services.. It was non-liquor amaretto flavoring...)

We had a nice chat with Ted, the boy's Scoutmaster (he's really a great guy - and a positive roll model for the kids!) and Ted's son Zach.  The are both GeoCachers too!

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After a morning without a "nibble", I saved a bite of my hot dog "just in case".  I added a bit of the hot dog to my lure, but alas, that did not help.  We ended the day "empty handed".

For what it's worth though, it was not just us.  The prize for the fisherman with the most fish, won the prize with four crappies.

Four. 

And, rumor has it that the TOTAL number of fish caught for the whole derby was ten. 

Ten. Measly. Fish. 

By nature, an Ice Fishing Derby is held in a large open area of a lake...   It's open for a reason... Most of the productive fishing areas are already peppered with fish houses..  I'm sure all the commotion on the top of the ice (loudspeaker, cars, kids running around, snowmobiles, ATV's, etc, etc, etc) did not do much to keep the fish around our spot. 

Although we did not go home TOTALLY empty handed.  #2 of 5's raffle ticket number was called, and he came back from the prize hut with an Eddie Bauer pocket knife, and mini LED flashlight set.  Not too bad!

The worst part of the day?  Getting off the ice. 

The guys driving the trucks and SUV's drove right up and off the ice.  Me, on the other hand,  in my little Saturn SL1, took a dozen tries to make it up the icy boat launch...  I (at one point) had to stop trying to get OFF the ice so a few other guys could get ON the ice! 

After an embarrassing 30 minutes of sliding down the boat ramp, when I did finally make it to the top - I flicked on my GPS (knowing there was a GeoCache on the lake), and the boys and I decided to make a find!

We made quick business of locating the GC18J4J - Cedar Lake Public Water Access cache.  Later, Ted and his son also found that cache.  We decided to hit one more cache that we were going to pass on our way home.

We ended our day outdoors with a final GeoCache find... GC1K29G - Local Heroes.

I had a memorable day, and I enjoyed getting back out-of-doors after a pretty "arctic" January!

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