The voting is over and now we in northern Minnesota can get down to some REAL serious business, that being the opening of the Minnesota deer hunting season!
The politics of the day will fade as the blaze orange clothing, thermos bottles, rifles and shotguns are taken out of storage this week. After all, this is what really matters up here where the songbirds and snowbirds are flying south and the lawn mowers are retired in favor of snowblowers.
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This will be my 51st year spending time in a tree stand or on a bucket in the middle of our hunting ground. I swore I'd hang up my rifle after my 50th year, but nostalgia took over and I've decided to roll the dice one more time.
That could be because after years of deer drought, I finally received a doe permit. Not that I might even see such a creature, but that extra bit of paper gives me hope that I might be able to secure venison for the freezer. We have been devoid of that delicacy for a few years now.
My wife just recently reminded me of that fact.
Deer hunting has changed since I and my father-in-law first pounded my first tree stand together in 1975. The news reports say there are fewer deer hunters now than there were ...