Spent the weekend with the boy, deer hunting at a buddy's place (they still need to take a couple does). No deer. But a great weekend.
Got there Friday evening after dinner at whataburger on the way. Built a fire, sat around it drinking beer (the boy stuck to soda) and bullshitting. He heard a variety of our old college stories...of the type that he's never heard before. He realized what "hunting cabin rules" really means, and shared some stuff that even his momma doesn't know. And she won't, because rules.
Got up early, hunted, no deer. Made venison sausage breakfast tacos, let the boy take a nap. Then campfire sausage wraps, and we busted out the toys for a little shooting:
Punched holes in paper for a while. Then the boy wanted to go squirrel hunting. He's always wanted to do it, and they have a lot of oaks, so what the hell. The squirrels out there are pretty wary; couldn't really walk them up. So, we tried still hunting.
The boys got good young eyes. From that spot, he saw movement, and went after him. And dropped his first squirrel. Later, I was stalking a spot where we thought there might be a hog (I was carrying a 30/06), and spotted another. The boy and my buddy chased him through 20 trees, took a few shots, and lost him. I laughed my ass off watching them jump fallen logs and run through brush trying to get shots off. Then we spotted a third one, in an isolated tree. They got on either side, and when it would come to their side, the person there would take a shot. They finally got him, so we had two in the bag, and called it an afternoon. We had to clean some stuff up and get set up for the afternoon hunt. Let the boy do all the driving of the truck for the day, too.
At dark, we build the fire back up to cook some steaks. I had potatoes baking on a grill behind us. When they were about 10 mins from being done, I'd put the steaks on. So, we had a good fire going, with more bullshitting and a perfectly clear sky. The boy was pointing out the various constellations, and even picked out the Chinese space station as it transited overhead. Pretty cool.
My buddy complimented the boy, told him "I'm glad you came out here with us. You're cool to hang out with." The boy hid a damned good smile after that.
About 5 mins after taking that pic...and 5 mins before the steaks were supposed to go on...the front hit. The transition took 2-3 seconds. Calm and warm. Then the wind changed directions, and it was on. Fire blowing at 30 mph made cooking...challenging. Did the best I could, them back to the house for dinner.
Got up this morning for the hunt...20 degrees, 30 mph gusts. And we hunt in the open, no blind. Nope. But we did have to bundle up and help move cattle around and get em fed. Then more tacos (add leftover steak and potatoes), and headed home.
No deer. Damned good trip.