so I was too tired over the weekend, but I figure it's still worth sharing. Here's my opening day experience. first time bow hunting.
As you know, it was 90 and humid Friday. I have all my hunting stuff ready to do the night before, and in hind sight, I should have added some new clothes to the list this year. I'm rocking the same shells I wear in Nov. BIG MISTAKE.
Anyway, we're hiking into Liberty by 5AM, and need to go what seems like a half mile in over rough terrain. I'm hunting with a guy that knows the area and gets a deer out of there almost every opening day. we get to his tree, and he says go 50-60 paces up that hill and find a good tree, so off I go. By the time I find a tree, I'm already sweating a little and regretting my choice of clothes and the amount of crap I've humped into the woods. Up the tree I go using my borrowed climber that I barely practiced with. just enough to make sure I could secure it to the tree.
If you're guessing it didn't go well, bonus points for you. I FINALLY make it up the tree after struggling a lot and almost losing the platform twice. tree was a little too big I guess. I am ****ing exhausted and dripping wet. ready to pass out. I drink some water, doesn't help. I pour 1/2 my ice water over my head and am in heaven. I radio my buddy saying I finally made it. he tells me to just relax and cool down. While relaxing, I drop the radio, and I'm sure as shit not going down to get it. I call him and let him know we'll just have to text back and forth. I'm feeling a little better at this point, so I pull up the xbow and my bag. naturally in the process I manage to drop my phone as well. now I have no covert communication and no way to tell time (I gotta be out of there by 3 at the latest).
We both see a deer come up the hill outta range, and he tries to call me, but of course my cell is down on the ground hanging out with the walkie. I tough out the heat and make it to lunch. enjoy my sandwich and polish off the rest of the water. Since I'm w/o a clock, I figure it's getting time to go b/c the sun is halfway to the horizon. I start my descent, again almost losing the platform, but at least in the process figure out the best way to move this stand up and down: bear-hug the tree while leaning on the secured seat and move the platform with my thighs and legs. trying to just move it up and down with my feet under the bar didn't work for shit.
finally have my feet back on solid earth and retrieve my phone only to see that it's not close to 3, not even 2, it's still 10:30 in the facking morning. I give my buddy a call and tell him I'm back on the radio. Ask him if he ever pulls deer outta there around mid day, which he has, so after some consideration, back up the tree I go. albeit, this time a little more successfully. hang out for another 3 hours, don't see shit, and finally leave at 2pm. 3:30 I get a text, and sure enough a massive buck just walked halfway down the hill past where my stand was before bolting.
Hey, valuable lessons learned. I also lost 6 pounds of water weight.
ah.. joy of tree climbing..
been there.. done that.