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Hello all. I'm trying to not have any personal pity party here, just life. Doesn't mean I'm not effected by getting old n worn out. I used to think I was invincible n did my best to prove it. I was wrong. Worked n played hard. But man was it fun !
Now I'm retired or something. Just kinda seems I have more time to play with/fix all my toys n grandkids.
Probably mostly bummed cause I'm not sitting in the middle of nowhere on the sofa or front deck moose hunting out of our cabin instead of our home. At least I can still do moose calls from here. I've called in a few. Our grandson was on the front porch last evening doing moose n wolf calls. Good instincts in this one.
But I miss the wild. I miss getting dropped off on a remote lake n watching the bush plane take off of the water. When those skis lift. Your on your own. No more contact with the outside world. Look up n see Mt Denali. Smell the musty smell of the highbush cranberries. There leaves turning red, glowing against the bright yellow of the devilsclubs or or dark spruce. The feel of walking on muskkeg.
Getting to our cabin a couple miles later n sitting on the porch having a slug of whiskey. N a cold beer. No one, no body no thing no time no clock.
Hey, I'm feeling kinda couped up I guess. I have some nerve damage that I need to get healed up before I go out n harvest a 1400 pound bull moose. But I could do it. Well I keep telling myself that anyhows. Probably why I'm sitting here having a little pity party.
But I do have to say. Thanks for letting me vent. I do feel better.
Life is much better when I live on my wins
Now I'm retired or something. Just kinda seems I have more time to play with/fix all my toys n grandkids.
Probably mostly bummed cause I'm not sitting in the middle of nowhere on the sofa or front deck moose hunting out of our cabin instead of our home. At least I can still do moose calls from here. I've called in a few. Our grandson was on the front porch last evening doing moose n wolf calls. Good instincts in this one.
But I miss the wild. I miss getting dropped off on a remote lake n watching the bush plane take off of the water. When those skis lift. Your on your own. No more contact with the outside world. Look up n see Mt Denali. Smell the musty smell of the highbush cranberries. There leaves turning red, glowing against the bright yellow of the devilsclubs or or dark spruce. The feel of walking on muskkeg.
Getting to our cabin a couple miles later n sitting on the porch having a slug of whiskey. N a cold beer. No one, no body no thing no time no clock.
Hey, I'm feeling kinda couped up I guess. I have some nerve damage that I need to get healed up before I go out n harvest a 1400 pound bull moose. But I could do it. Well I keep telling myself that anyhows. Probably why I'm sitting here having a little pity party.
But I do have to say. Thanks for letting me vent. I do feel better.
Life is much better when I live on my wins