Deer Slayer.....Maybe Ep. 6

Deer hunting with a bow recently took a back seat to "Scene" hunting with a Canon.  My last outing wasn't productive if productivity is measured in pounds of meat you bring home.  Instead of veal in my bank, here are some "Vision's" I caught with the Canon.  (I know, the play on the name "Canon" is over the top, but I like a little corn in my cheese.)

 Poised and ready....to take shots of the inactive bow.

 This spot in the woods felt like a scene from "The Hobbit" or "Lord of the Rings".

One spot of the woods had dark green moss covering the dead logs and bases of trees.  It seemed out of place in a dead woods in the middle of December.  The colorful moss was hard to resist taking some shots of.

 A little Edgar Allen Poe-esque if you ask me.  I didn't notice the skull under my feet until I lie down to take this shot.  Made me look over my shoulder a time or two.

 Playing with some "Forced Perspective".  I don't know what those berries were, but they tasted delicious.  Jk

 My inner nerd is revealed any time I reference Tolkien but it's worth the risk to mention that this tree has been a favorite of mine ever since I began walking these woods.  I'm sure if I lived in Middle Earth, this tree would have a name and could wake up to crush some skulls every so often.

A beautiful sunset capped with a waxing moon over a Christmas-light-clad town.  

As you can tell, I didn't have much patience sitting in a tree stand while a new camera sat, unused in my lap.  Who knows if I scared off a potential Arrow recipient but taking a few extra moments to enjoy creation in more intricate detail was reward enough.

Deer Slayer.....Maybe: Ep. 4

Woke up at 5:10 am to get outside while the stars were still shimmering and the sun was still sleeping.  Too bad the camera can't capture what a still, dark, starry morning has to offer.  Maybe you should try it sometime!  I sat in the blind for an hour listening to the woods wake up.  First an owl whose tree I had apparently bumped into when I sat down; next a few turkeys and then all the song birds start when the sun yawns.  B-e-a-u-tiful.  I can't think of the last time there was no wind and the temperature was comfortable enough to sit for a long time without breaking a sweat or breaking into a cold chill.

Deer Slayer.....Maybe: Ep. 3

'twas the night before hunting and all through the house, every creature was blogging, even the pet mouse.
Had to try on some camo before heading out, so here is my attempt at becoming a male model for Cabellas.  I'm currently accepting offers for Bulky, Drab Clothing shoots.

 'Darton, call me!'

Fake shot

Deer Slayer........Maybe

This year I'll try to harvest a deer with sticks, pulleys and a few levers: some snobs call it a bow and arrow.  This is how you prepare to "tame the beast" in your own backyard.

Now all I have to do is find the nearest blue whale and a village of Inuits to help me harvest it.