Posted on 11/02/2015 10:48:37 AM PST by w1n1
She was also really, really good with some of the skills and treats which only a woman can provide to her man and that sort of thing really diverted my attention from outdoor things, if you catch my drift.
Bringing her?
???
And this -- "A good rule of thumb is to let the female hunter set the tone for your hunt."
Ah, no.
Women don't mind either!
I just added this to my list of things to be worry about when I run out of things to worry about.
Told my wife she had to stay quiet the first time I took her fishing, there hasn’t been a second time...
Rule number 1 of hunting with women. If they never did it before, now is not the time to teach them.
Had this experience while deep sea fishing. Wife wanted to come on trip. I told her the weather will be crappy, the ocean not too friendly and the deck hands and captain not too sympathetic. And it is costing almost $1000 for the day. I kept telling her this is not the time nor place to do this. When we get back to the states I would take her out. No go.
We weren’t 10 minutes outside of the dock and she was green and demanding we go back. Wasn’t happening. About four hours in, she started to come around. By this time we were circling oil tankers to get out of the wind. By the end of the day, we were very close to shore and the dolphin were hitting. Finally, after hooking another dolphin she agreed to take the rod.
Did magnificent until the fish got with 5 yards of the boat. At that moment, a wahoo bit the dolphin in half, the water going blood red. She dropped the pole, went screaming into the cabin and didn’t see her again until we hit the dock. The deck hand who didn’t speak one word of English turned to me and said, “cool.”
Years later I still wonder whether he was referring to the dolphin getting bittem in half or my wife doing her imitation of Edwin Moses clearing every hurdle on her way to the cabin.
“Told my wife she had to stay quiet the first time I took her fishing, there hasn’t been a second time...”
EXACTLY. Early in our marriage I took my wife deer hunting in hard wood stand with dry leaves all around. When I finally got her to stop talking and shifting around (making noise) she pouted, sat down and went to sleep. I heard a deer coming, told her to stand up and be quiet. Eight point buck came trotting up, stopped just long enought for a perfect shot in the heart. When we got to him she knelt down and started stroking him saying “how pretty.” Needless to say she didn’t watch me field dress him, but she enjoyed some great deer sausage later, and she raised all of her children to love Jesus. God bless her.
Everyone but me became sea sick, especially former hubby who made the mistake of using the head below deck.
Captain, crew and myself had a great time, I caught two tuna and one grouper, blood everywhere on deck made others even more upset.
Other couple perked up after our lunch and finally hubby.
Even people who haven't had seasickness might become afflicted on rough seas but it's especially distressful when paying so much for fun!
if you catch my drift.”
I do, I do. My doctor was one of the guys that was in my husband’s hunting group. Opening day for pheasant season in Kansas is a sacred day. There were six wives that were all due to deliver around this time many years ago. Perhaps our babies knew they best not interrupt the hunting plans. All of us went into labor exactly four days ahead of the planned trip so were out of the hospital and home in time for all the guys to leave to go hunting, including our doctor. We still laugh about it.
I could drive to a place a mile from here early AM and wait an hour or so for one to cross the road, but then would probably have a moonbat 911 me for stalking.
Much like deer "hunters". How did the term "ambush" morph into "hunt"?
The smell of female pheromones and gunpowder. Can’t be beat!
Sometimes I even bait the hook.
That is EXACTLY what I thought I first saw. LOL
hehe.. yup. What I found funny about the whole trip was the night before my wife was telling me if she wasn’t into fishing she could lay back and take sun. I kept trying to explain that it didn’t work like that, but she was pretty adamant.
Yeah, nothing like trying to lay on the bow of a of a fishing boat or even in the back where all of the blood and guts of deep sea fish are hauled in to get you into the “tanning mode.”
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