tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post2957955550857517861..comments2024-02-10T02:29:29.558-06:00Comments on Life & Faith in Caneyhead: HuntingBarbara In Caneyheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06053601327400989802noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-68397466598450257302014-04-12T10:16:32.015-05:002014-04-12T10:16:32.015-05:00Hunting just isn't for everyone. Roughing it ...Hunting just isn't for everyone. Roughing it to camp isn't either. But I'm glad I got to experience both.Barbara In Caneyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06053601327400989802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-20721249594526665982014-04-11T10:24:03.400-05:002014-04-11T10:24:03.400-05:00When I was about ten, we went to visit our grandpa...When I was about ten, we went to visit our grandparents in North Carolina... Dad took me to the pond where he shot some frogs... I had to carry the bag of the frogs, some were still moving... I did try some of the frog legs Grandma cooked... and that is the extent of my hunting skills... :)Linda :)https://www.blogger.com/profile/05158420612788989484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-39262012876177682312014-04-09T18:00:34.303-05:002014-04-09T18:00:34.303-05:00Don't blame you Helen. And I'm thrilled t...Don't blame you Helen. And I'm thrilled to hear from you!! Didn't even know you were still blogging. I've shot three animals in my life: that doe, an armadillo that was tearing up our yard and a water mocassin that was under the horse shed. Killed them all with one shot. Told Pete, "Let that be a lesson to you". LOL Barbara In Caneyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06053601327400989802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-7857367471163213492014-04-09T17:58:15.969-05:002014-04-09T17:58:15.969-05:00Suppose there's not a lot of open land in the ...Suppose there's not a lot of open land in the UK. Wonder how many UK's would fit inside of Texas? LOL Anyway, it didn't prove to be my favorite activity. Barbara In Caneyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06053601327400989802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-50367336255000616742014-04-09T17:56:07.287-05:002014-04-09T17:56:07.287-05:00Yeah, Pete's bunch call that a "Buck ache...Yeah, Pete's bunch call that a "Buck acher". Can't pull the trigger or can't hold the gun steady. Happens to the best of hunters at one time or another. Barbara In Caneyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06053601327400989802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-88447435357979336662014-04-09T15:51:48.284-05:002014-04-09T15:51:48.284-05:00I used to go deer hunting with my family. I only k...I used to go deer hunting with my family. I only killed one doe. One time I went to see my son and took my rifle. Saw no deer but when I left I gave him my gun and never hunted again. I don't have the desire to kill animals anymore only look at them. I loved camping. Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10157512726495946384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-24150280838874307902014-04-09T10:21:33.258-05:002014-04-09T10:21:33.258-05:00Hi, visiting from the A-Z. Never hunted in my life...Hi, visiting from the A-Z. Never hunted in my life, but I'm in the UK and it's not a common activity, so it doesn't appeal at all. I suppose if I grew up with it then I might feel different.<br />Suzanne @ <a href="http://suzannes-tribe.blogspot.co.uk" rel="nofollow">Suzannes Tribe</a><br />xSuzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15210964582774377295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941371995600376751.post-67018810628937521472014-04-09T02:46:50.244-05:002014-04-09T02:46:50.244-05:00My deceased husband hunted on his grandma's pl...My deceased husband hunted on his grandma's place west of san Antonio. After the girls were big enough to stay with grandma I would go out with him. Once he shot his limit the first two days of the season so It was agreed I would hunt now and he would sit in the blind with me. The first day a deer with a bigger rack then his stepped out of the brush and I couldn't pull the trigger. (Buck fever).Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04007728342316668058noreply@blogger.com