*”I just wanna go huntin’/Try to find me in the woods”
Posted on March 11, 2007 - Filed Under Uncategorized
*I Just Wanna Go Huntin’ by Ted NugentÂ
Well, I was finally able to do it. Yesterday, Maggie and I took a trip to Boise (Erin had her first day long break from the little one) and purchased a Remington 30-06, Model 700. For those of you who don’t know, that’s a rifle. We found it at the Boise Gun Company. I chose that caliber because I have been assured it is powerful enough to take down deer, elk, and bear, the three species I am most likely to hunt. As most of you know, I have been waiting to do this for quite some time. Today, I went out target shooting and did pretty well, if I don’t say so myself. The rifle itself fires pretty true; the only problem now is me and my shaky hands. With enough practice, I will overcome that.
Bear season runs through the end of May, so that will my first opportunity to put myself to the test. Wish me luck!
Maggie and I had a pretty good time together. We left at around 10am. I couldn’t get over how good of a mood she was in for the first half or so of the day, smiling and talking and laughing all over the place. I told the lady at Cabela’s it was because she knew we were going across the street to Hooters for lunch. Anyway, we didn’t get home until 7pm, so it was a good day all around: I had my first solo day with the Pie and Erin had hers with herself.
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Albert Schweitzer once said, “Think occasionally of the suffering of which you spare yourself the sight.”
Yo, that’s a sweet piece you bought (look in the urban dictionary I got you if you don’t understand the lingo)… I didn’t know people hunted bears. I’m assuming people eat bear too(?). And by the way, it nice to hear you haven’t lost your hooters addiction.
Yeah, it’s certainly not the most krunk weapon I’ve ever seen but I think it’ll get the job done.
Are you kidding about the people hunting and eating bear thing? Of course they do. Talk to Champion; he’ll tell you.
Your usage of “krunk” is a thing of beauty. Well done. And no… I wasn’t kidding… just a bit ignant on hunting (along with racing, fishing, and changing my oil). On another note, my evil twin is in town now and we’re doing the shut-in trail first thing tomorrow morning. Just though I’d share. And happy birthday to the magpie by the way.
I HATE YOU!!! Have fun in my absence and be sure to let him know the trail is mine, not your’s.
I got a funny story about the shut-in trail. We ended up doing it yesterday, but got a late start so we parked the second vehicle at the 10.2 mile mark. Well, we did it in good time but when we got to the second vehicle my brother realized he left the keys in my car at the bottom… so we ended up hiking up and down the freakin’ mountain.
Wow! Now that’s some krunk s*#t! I gotta tell ya, Erin and I were laughing the whole night, not at your pain but at the absurdity of the circumstance. So, you ended up doing 20+ miles? I would have kicked his ass. Why didn’t you call Amy?
I’m glad you guys got a good laugh. It wasn’t funny at the time, but did make for a good story. The worst part about it is that for the last mile or so (and we were pretty beat by then… still hung over from the night before), all we kept talking about was how nice it’s going to be when we get to the car and down the beer and smoke the smokes we brought out there with us for our finish line prize. The walk back wasn’t as hard as not having that cold beer I had been fantasizing about.
“I would have kicked his ass.”…. I started bitchin’ at him and he kept saying, “Rolling in the muck isn’t going to get you clean.” And he was right… what was done was done.. no use in bitchin’. And he bought me lunch at Ed Boudreux’s the day before… it’s hard for me to stay mad at my twin anyways. It’s a shame you never met the guy… other than you, he’s the krunkest man alive.
We did 18.4 miles. It was 10.2 via the trail on the way up, and we decided to walk along the parkway (8.2 miles) on the down like two bums (afraid it was going to get dark on us). Why didn’t we call Amy? No phone. Don’t ask.
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