Most of my early life (50′-60′s) was spent in the Mississippi Delta around Greenville, Mississippi. My dad joined Catfish Point Hunting Club sometime in the late 50′s. We ceased hunting there after the property was sold. I was almost 30 years-old,
Since that time, I have hunted on various plots of ground in several states, and once in Africa. Some of those hunts were with outfitters, but most happened on private land. In 2001 , I joined a lease along the Mississippi River in Louisiana. I continue to hunt there. Through the years, I acquired land owner permission (sometimes with the help of money) to hunt certain properties in Illinois and Missouri.
Temperatures sore in the deep south during the first couple of months of bow season. My heart rings for the cooler days of autumn in the North. The rut is usually happening during the first few weeks of November. It is during this time that my truck is parked in Missouri and Illinois. Harvesting the farm fed rutting bucks of the North is a far sight better than sitting for hours, dripping sweat, watching young bucks and does down South , while their big buck daddies lay still waiting on the rut. December and January bring on frigid temperatures and bring out big rutting bucks along the Mississippi River. My truck is parked at the camp in Louisiana.
I describe my situation as fortunate. I read every hunting book and magazine that my young hands could pick up back in the 50′s and 60′s. Those writers took me along with them to every imaginable place. They hunted every imaginable animal. I envisioned myself one day being in those camps, sitting by a fire, recalling the events of my day afield. That vision never left me. I still have it today. Vision makes all the difference.
Somewhere it says, “Without a vision, the people perish”. In my role as a psychologist, I encounter individuals who have lost their dream, their vision, or had it stolen from them. They think and say things like, “I just can’t see myself doing that, or being that, or having that”. And without some ability and willingness to “see themselves” in those various situations and circumstances, they more than likely will never experience any of it. I sometimes say, “If you can’t see it, you can’t be it”.
If a bow hunter is satisfied with the land he has and where he has it, then there is nothing more to say and there is not one thing wrong with that contentment. However, if a hunter wishes to broaden his or her horizons and hunt various places at different times, then a vision of how that can happen needs to formulated. After a desire is formed, a search that is based on certain calculations and reasoning must begin. Money, time, laws, and logistics must be part of the calculation.
A bow hunter can accept the fact that not much happens without work. However, with some careful planning and a deligent search for new places , any bowhunter can broaden his or her experience, open the door for more opportunities, make new friends, create new memories, and bring home more bacon. See it! You can be it and do it.
A Great Click! Good follow-up story to what I’m talking about.