It had been several years since I’ve been out hunting, but I was finally able to make it this year. The main purpose of the trip wasn’t so much to kill anything as it was to spend time hanging out with my Dad. My Dad and his friends have a hunting camp in north central Pennsylvania. The camp itself isn’t anything special, but they own 84 acres and their property borders state game lands, and its an awesome area for hunting. I had licenses for deer (buck only) and bear. I saw 5-6 deer, but the only one I could have potentially shot at was a doe. That was a little disappointing, but one of the guys was able to get a bear. Besides hanging out with my Dad, the highlight of the trip was running around on his new 4-wheeler.
My Dad sighting in his rifle:
View of the camp. This was originally a farm house back in the 1920’s:
The camp has a coal furnace, which required some shoveling. Made me appreciate how nice it is to have natural gas at my house.
Sighting in my rifle went pretty smoothly. I very rarely get to do any target shooting these days. Back when I was about 12-13 years old I used to be on a junior shooting team. That was fun but then I got into golf which is way better….
Gun + 4 wheeler = awesomeness……
Me decked out in orange to reduce the chances that a drunk hunter shoots me by accident:
The view from the neighbor’s tree stand. Unfortunately I didn’t take a picture of it from the ground. The stand was about 30 feet up in the tree and the boards to climb up it were spaced a lot farther apart than I would have preferred. It was a little sketchy but the view was great.
This is the view from my favorite hunting spot. The first time I ever hunted when I was 13 I shot a deer from here.