October Update

Wow, it’s been awhile since I’ve posted.  No, we’re not closing up shop.  Just running into the same thing we run into every September/October.  This is our BUSY season.  This time of year we’re busy closing up the garden, hunting, finishing up year-end lawn work, etc.  And this year has been even more hectic than most due to the Mother Earth News Fair, some issues we had with some trees (more on that later), and the fact that we’re still trying to get our home ready for sale. Anyway, we do have some videos almost ready to post; our first experiment in making mead, one on the “tree challenge” I mentioned earlier, and a few others we have up our

Mmmmmmm, crabs

My family and I vacation in Hilton Head, South Carolina every couple of years.  It’s your typical family vacation with sun, and sand, and a whole lot of doing nothing.  This year, while visiting the pier at Harbor Town, we saw a couple of guys watching a couple of thin ropes trailing down into the water.  When I asked what they were doing they said they were crabbing, and opened a cooler to show me half a dozen or so large blue crabs.  Mind . . .  blown!  You mean I can go out on a public pier and catch my own seafood dinner??? That night I went back to the house and started Googling everything I could find about

The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

As many of you know, I’ve been hunting fairly hard this year.  Despite several full-day and half-day hunts, I am still without fresh venison in the freezer.  A few days ago, while driving through our semi-suburban neighborhood I saw a fine looking eight point buck feeding with a doe in a small field.  I jokingly told my daughters to keep an eye out for him. Warning, this post goes into fairly explicit detail about the realities of hunting wild game, and may be too much for children. Please do not read further unless you have made a considered decision about the appropriateness of this content for young readers. Thanks. Here’s where it gets weird. I came downstairs after work on

Where’s the Venison?

I pulled the card on my game cam last week.  I was very excited to see that I had almost 1,300 pictures on the card.  That is, I was very excited, until I looked at the pictures.  Oh I had a lot of game.  Does, does with fawns, turkeys, raccoons, opossums, skunks, squirrels, even a woodpecker.  But in all of those pictures there was nary an antler to be found.  Sure, I have my doe tag, and I actually prefer a doe for the freezer.  But I am concerned that I’m staring down the barrel of a one-deer season. This does not bode well.  So, I moved the camera to another area of the property, between a bedding area and