The Hunt

For you Non-Wisconsin dwellers, this month has been the annual HUNT. It starts with bow season and goes through the weekend after Thanksgiving. For many it is a time to gather at The Shack (every cabin becomes a Shack during this week of the year) with other hunters for plenty of good food, card games, cold beverages and hunting of the deer. It is common to see people dressed from head to toe in blaze orange, and NOT just in the woods. It seems to be a kind of badge of honor to dress in the orange and be out around town. Also not uncommon is the site of a deer carcass in the trunk of a car, in back of a pickup truck, or hanging from a tree in the yard (altho this year it is too warm to hang the deer).

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The Johansens are hunters. Here are a couple of pictures of successful hunters, but Gus, Kyle, and Ryan also bagged animals this year. I don't know why I said 'bagged', they don't put them in a bag...they do end up in freezer paper though.

Kris shot this big guy with his bow.

Here is Kris with the horns from his buck, plus two of his hunting partners, all off the same property this year.

This is a picture of the doe that Jordyn shot, she was hunting with her Great Uncle Red.

Ode to the hunt

It’s mid November and now it is time,

For the annual Hunt, and so there must be a rhyme.

The blaze orange will rule and be seen everywhere,

Whether hunter or not, no one will stare.

Hunters on the move will fill the woods,

Hopeful to shoot the big buck, if only they could.

Young hunters will learn from their Grandpa and Dad,

Together in the woods, a better time will never be had.

The sound of a shot, signals to all,

A buck or doe, hopefully did fall.

For some it is the meat, for some it outdoor hours, for some neither one,

Because for many it is time together with family and friends, just plain fun.

Hunter safety so important, youth learning from the old,

Learning to appreciate the wildlife, the woods and sometimes the cold.

And as the season draws to a close, freezers filled with fresh meat,

Plans begin for the next Hunt, anticipation so much of the treat.

Time to store the orange again, Winter is coming,

Soon it is time for the Little Drummer to be drumming.

Happy November!

11.28.2009 wj