by Dawayne Spires

Created on: January 22, 2010

 Once upon a November

            As I stand here in my office/ spare bedroom doing an extensive inventory of all I hold dear or should I say “deer”, I am amazed at just how much hunting gear I have. How did I come into the possession of so much stuff? Where did it all come from? Just how much money have I spent? I think it all happened once upon a November.

            Once upon a November, I had a rifle, a knife, an orange vest and some army surplus camouflage. Deer hunting was still young and fresh in my eyes. It was simple mostly because that was all I knew. Then I began to read. I read everything about those elusive white tailed creatures that I could get my hands on. With youth comes naivety which means I believed everything I read. Not only did I believe all those articles I read, but the hundreds of advertisements for can’t miss sure thing products that guaranteed  you a once in the lifetime buck if only you used their lure, scent, call, stand, camo, or firearm. So as to be not left behind in the rush to obtain said “must haves”, I spent my hard earned pennies in absolute confidence that I was going to be the holder of the next world record whitetail buck. I also found out once upon a November to never trust anyone who sales anything related to deer hunting.

            Being young and naïve and now poor, I figured that I needed advice from older more wise in the woods folks than myself. I would seek out any and everyone who would listen and seek guidance. I was amazed how helpful everyone was to me. Why had not I done this before? It sure would have saved me a lot of money. Armed with the knowledge of the ages, I headed to the deer woods confidence flowing in my veins. Once upon a November, I learned to never trust anyone who claims to know anything about whitetail deer. I saw even less deer than before. I just could not figure; all those folks smiled so sincerely as they lied their butts off.

            I am sure at least some of this brings back memories to most of you. I have found that becoming a confident bring home the meat and antlers hunter is a learning process that I have also found out never ends. Every time you think you know exactly what your quarry is fixing to do; Murphy’s

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