Our cousin called it nesting – me getting chickens 30 weeks into my pregnancy. Maybe it was in a way, but I am thankful for the fresh eggs we now eat and share with family and friends. We have the space. Most people have the space. Not all zoning laws permit it, but we have…
Having moved through both a gun dog training class and this course, I have the confidence to train a gun dog.
Of the last four years of fall hunting, I have been pregnant for two of them. I thought I could share some of the fun times (or shall we say caveats) that come along with hunting while pregnant.
The old metal stand is a blessing to me and I hope that somehow those who have come and gone know how special it has been, and those who will sit here after me love it as much as I do.
The biggest lesson as a hunter, and a mom, is that failure is inevitable and learning from failure is how we improve everywhere in life.
Traveling with a toddler on an airplane is possible and isn’t anything to shy away from. With the right preparation, it is 100% manageable.
One would think having too many animals in your target group and in front of you when hunting would be an advantage rather than a hindrance.
Remember, don’t celebrate a hunt until it’s in the truck bed!
Life is full of failures and we will feel better if we are armed with the wilderness medicine knowledge to quickly resolve them ASAP.
That, my dear reader, is the secret sauce to allyship in the great outdoors. After all, if you can’t beat ‘em, join them. Am I right?!