These guys were no Jemimah Johnson but I knew that. Sure they loved the adventure but they were totally being tethered to their cell phones the wives calling them everyday. They had a hard time breaking off from the digital fiz they had to live with. Finally I gotthem deep into the bush where the cell couldn't penetrate and by day five they were untethered and happy as one could expect being decompressed. I call it digital fixaation, "digitalis," a poison so deadly it deadens the mindscape and prevent the human from becoming instinctive a predator. It often requires an intervention. I think this is the cry for help my hunting companions wanted from us... a deep intervention
I am so fortunate to have a highly educated wife of 32 years who doesn't need to cackle and control and enjoys being alone and thinking about how much fun I am having with my friends and our dogs.
By late October, filling our bags were filled many Huns, Sharptail, Ducks and Geese and so we moved camp to the upper northeast forest of the Province. Here the late migration of giant Canadian Geese was about to unfold. There were Moose , Bears grubbing for winter fat, Wolves all around, plenty of Ruffed Grouse and giant Canada geese
It was a hunter paradise but the dangers of impending winter and being caught was very real. And so after several goose and duck shoots my friends decided they had better beat the winter storms and head south to meet me in North Dakota. I needed the break. It was quite baby sitting but being a MAJOR DOMO for weeks was trying. I could linger here wanting much needed solitude with my dog friends camping deep woods and just being alone before heading south to my North Dakota Pheasant grounds.
The woods smelled sweet and as I walked the trails in search of grouse carrying my 1877 Isaac Hollis hammer gun with high profile hammers. I felt what many American woodman's experienced in the early 1900's before the hordes populated the hardwood forests. This is why I have come here for the last 20 plus years to make my DNA kinder with the Charles Russell West or Longfellow's Hardwoods
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