Archive: Nov 2010

My First Deer Hunt…Hunting is not like picking apples or like guessing when it’s going to rain in Vancouver. It’s more like fishing, sometimes your lucky. I was almost lucky on my first hunting excursion last week. Ha. Almost doesn’t cut it, does it. This gorgeous bull moose wandered lazily in front of our hunting party. He paused about 70 yards away (well within shooting range) and slowly turned his big head to assess us. I looked at him, he looked at me and, I think, we both understood that I couldn’t shoot him. My father and boyfiend (no that’s not a typo) didn’t think I’d see any moose, so I didn’t get any moose tags*, sigh. As well, moose are so rare and otherworldly, I don’t know if I could have shot him even with the licence. Deer seem…