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We have a winner for the Dick’s Sporting Goods $50 Gift Certificate:

#49 from the contest:

deb C following dickssportcmo as missdeb1.

Congratulations!!!  And enjoy the snowshoes!

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It’s my opinion that men were made to hunt.
God put it in our DNA.

I am addicted to hunting. I don’t golf or play tennis or hang out in the bars with my buddies. I hunt. When I am not hunting, I am thinking about hunting. When I am doing something my motives are simple, it is either doing something that will make a better life for my family (with me God and Family are always first) or to promote my next hunting adventure.

It’s my opinion that men were made to hunt. God put it in our DNA. Tell me the truth… Have you ever been driving around and saw a cow in a pasture and thought to yourself, wow, the way he is quartering away with his front leg a little forward, that would be a great bow shot, and if that was a bull elk could I make a stalk. Or walked out of a store and when you felt the wind, you instantly knew it was from the Northwest and it would be a good day to be in your favorite hunting blind. Or have you ever agonized over which Broadhead to use, fixed blade or expendables, or should I use my 308 of my 300 WSSM. Now, lets throw a trip to Africa into the mix. You think your obsessed now, wait till you have Africa to think about. My partner Cory and I are going to Africa in May. I’ve been several times but it’s Cory’s first trip. He is so screwed, he will never get over it. Tell me! Is this kind of thinking normal?

Yes, I am addicted to hunting and no I don’t need help. I don’t want help. I live to hunt. I crave a meadow full of Elk or a snow covered mountain with Bighorns working their way up the canyons and when I make it back to my dusty truck, I love to sit on the tailgate, light up a good cigar and ponder about some of Gods wonderful creations that have been so thoughtfully placed here for us hunters to enjoy. Whether I kill or not is not important. I have given everything to my passion and my passion is hunting and if your passion is like mine, it’s a passion to be shared with friends and family. So to my friend Cory. Lets go to Africa!!!!!!

If you share the same passion that Cory and I have and hunting consumes your every thought we encourage you to leave a comment below. We would also love to exchange stories of obsession so keep us posted on your thoughts.

May God Bless,
Doak

ps. Sometimes I like to fish as well. Today I went crappie fishing. Enjoy the pictures!

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I have a reputation to uphold around here – I don’t go in the woods,  I don’t pack heat and I don’t know the proper way to hold a bow.  This one time at Cabelas, out of boredom, I picked up a bow like I was some hot outdoor chick scanning the woods to smack a critter when my husband turned around and said, “Jody you’re holding that backwards.”

And he went about his business while I stood there for an hour trying to figure the darn thing out.  In case you’re wondering, we had the same conversation last weekend.

If you’ve been reading my blog for any amount of time you know I have a fear of a squirrel attack.  Just as I step foot in the woods I know one of those flying trapeze of a squirrel with find it’s way in my hair.  Because I have big comfy nest hair for squirrels.

So when I read about Indiana B.O.W. – Becoming An Outdoors Women on the Women’s Outdoor News I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for me to … well … maybe … just … read about it.

That’s all I’m doing.

Just gathering information.

• It’s about 2 hours from our house and about 30 minutes from our river house.  (Oh deer)
• The cost is only $175 from Friday to Sunday. (I can afford that.)
• It’s in the woods.  (Blair Witch.)
• You sleep in barracks or a tent. (Friday the 13th made me sleep on the floor til I was 18.)

I’ll write more about the details next week.  It sounds like a very affordable exciting weekend for any female looking to learn more about the outdoors.

But what would it do to me?  My blog would never be the same.  Next thing you know I’ll be wanting to wear camouflage on my date night like I yell at my husband for.  Or competing at some clay sporting shot ‘em up.  Or having a camera crew follow me around in the woods.  That would make great footage … squirrel attack.

My non wearin’ camouflage painted nails hunter’s wife reputation will be ruined.

Because I know me … I cave to peer pressure and I’m very competitive.  My blog would change to smack em attack em and rack em.

What do you all think?

Have a great day …  maybe I could go there as a reporter or the entertainment.  And stay at the local spa hotel.

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