First Day of Hunting - Ryan's Story
- When some of my friends have asked me anxiously about their boys, whether they should let them hunt, I have answered yes – remembering that it was one of the best parts of my education – make them hunters. ~Henry David Thoreau
Since it's Christmas Eve day and we are all missing Ryan terribly, and since I was recently reliving our hunting tales from 2013, I thought I'd continue. I never told the stories of Ryan's hunting expeditions, especially his first year.
Ryan practically grew up in the woods, exposed to hunting since he was two years old. No joke! Ever since he was potty trained and able to walk around, dad took Ryan with him hunting. So even though Ryan never shot a deer until he was twelve, he had a decade of experience in the woods tracking, gutting, dragging and skinning deer.
Ryan went with me and Nicole on our first hunting adventures, walking around pushing deer with dad. Wherever you found dad, Ryan was attached to him. Seriously, almost all the time. So by the time Ryan found his way to heaven, it made dad's favorite hobby, (for a lack of better term, even though hunting is more of a way of life with dad then a side hobby) that much harder to enjoy. Well, that is until Kyle became of age and I got back into hunting. Now hunting is truly enjoyable again.
This year, more than others, dad started telling all the Ryan hunting tales of years past. I mean it, dad could drive by some hillside in Green County or Westmoreland County or even Cortland, New York, and comment 'We shot a lot of turkey up there.' or 'Ryan shot a nice size doe over there.' and so on and so forth. He did it the entire time! It was nice seeing all the hunting areas dad and Ryan trekked together. To be honest, I had no idea just how many hunting adventures and how many different spots Ryan and dad ventured. Definitely more than I could ever correctly repeat.
While me, dad and Kyle were hunting this year, Kyle took a shot at a small buck, and dropped it on one shot! The adrenaline was working its magic, because Kyle wanted to plug it with another bullet. Apparently, dad said, "Nope, you got 'er buddy!" Dad said it was a great shot in the shoulder, it looked like he took a sledge hammer to the deer, quick and painless, hopefully for the deer. That deer gave us a nice supply of deer meat for the freezer.
The first year Ryan went hunting, naturally dad took him. Alas, at that point I had already turned in my license or the year after, to only return many years later. Dad said, "When your daddy shot his first deer (doe) I had to laugh, it was...
Boy how I miss Ryan! Read his story First Day of Hunting - Ryan's Story