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Archive for December, 2008

The Hunting Story, Part Four

Twenty minutes later I went back out, my hair dry, my nerves steadying despite no reason to, a willingness settling over me.  I repositioned on the patio using the picnic bench and sat with the gun pointed up the mountain.  Brent said he thought the buck had moved and it did appear that he was [...]

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The Hunting Story, Part Three

 
“I’ll have a Bloody Mary, please.”  The flight attendant didn’t bat an eye that morning. Apparently lots of people use flying as an excuse to have an early nip.  I had decided that I would drink my way from Georgia to Montana and that it would be my last day of drinking.  And so I [...]

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I was a most reluctant hunter, never having shot a rifle until three months’ earlier.  “We’re not leaving these woods until you shoot that gun.”   I mentioned passion; did I mention stubbornness?  I would’ve gotten around firing the rifle that day with anyone but Brent and when he retrieved the target, we were both a little [...]

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The Hunting Story, Part One

This is a piece I’m working on about my hunting experience.  I’m not quite done with it, but I decided to post it here as a short series. 
The blast of the rifle’s report shook me to the core, ripping through my body like a bolt of lightning, ingniting every nerve and every cell.  “Oh, shit!  [...]

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