Waking before the alarm is easy during deer season, but I still find my enthusiasm for the day ahead in competition with the warmth and comfort of my sleeping bag. My feet find my moccasin slippers as I emerge from the tent, the only predawn noise coming from the almost boiling water I eagerly anticipate for my morning coffee, the only light coming from the flame of the stove. The day's snacks and water rations get stuffed in my pack, then I change into boots, strap down my trekking poles and tripod and make sure the gummy bears are readily accessible from my chest mounted bino harness. Fumbling my front zippered pocket, I mutter "License … Tag," adjust my straps and head lamp and head out. Mornings are different in the woods.
It's Different In The Woods
It's Different In The Woods
It's Different In The Woods
Waking before the alarm is easy during deer season, but I still find my enthusiasm for the day ahead in competition with the warmth and comfort of my sleeping bag. My feet find my moccasin slippers as I emerge from the tent, the only predawn noise coming from the almost boiling water I eagerly anticipate for my morning coffee, the only light coming from the flame of the stove. The day's snacks and water rations get stuffed in my pack, then I change into boots, strap down my trekking poles and tripod and make sure the gummy bears are readily accessible from my chest mounted bino harness. Fumbling my front zippered pocket, I mutter "License … Tag," adjust my straps and head lamp and head out. Mornings are different in the woods.