For those of you who hunt in a marsh, you know the best time to get work done is in the middle of god damn winter. No bugs, the marsh is frozen over and your not f’n up your hunting season. Here are few shots of Scott and my kin preparing for the next season.
Clearing the trail
Manhandling the pole saw.
That there got, got.
Tying down the stand for the commute.
Just a gnarly ass stump!!!
Supervising the move.
Beautiful stand welded by my talented UNION Uncle.
Taking a ride between two pole saws.
Enclosed stand for those cold days.
Old man tying off the weapon rope.
Although stumbling across recent coyote kills like this is disturbingly shocking, it reminds me how in nature everything is used. I find it beautiful to think of the pureness of the scene, although a young deer lost its life, the coyotes won the day and provided as a pack.