Places to hunt

Funny how a person can remember their very first hunting trip, as I do. This was in 1984. I was framing houses in Red Oak with these guys that lived in Paris, Larry and Clayton, it was the Friday of the opening weekend of gun season and Larry invited me to go hunting with him and I told him that I didn't know how to hunt nor did I have a gun, he told me to borrow a gun buy a license and he would do the rest.

Larry's uncle owned 50 acre's next to Lake Pat Mayse. Friday night when we rolled through Paris I got a box of Popeye's chicken and a few other things and we camped at the 50 acre's sleeping in trucks and under the stars, we awoke to cold dreary morning . I got my gun and Larry put me next to a tree 10 minutes walk from camp and I sat there for about a hour,freezing my but off only seeing a small doe. I somehow made it back to camp and was sitting eating cold chicken around the campfire when I hear a shot and just knew it was Larry, well it turned out that it was. It was at that moment when the shot went off that hunting became part of my soul, and it has since become a passion of mine.

We never did find the deer that Larry had shot, evidently someone else had seen him and the deer and watched as we looked and left to regroup because when we searched again all we found was a warm gut pile.

Bow Hunting in Davy Crockett National Forest (Oct 6 thru 10)

Bow hunting in Crockett is always fun, there are a group of us that go, there were 6 me and Joe, Robert and his son Joe and Felix and his dad. Felix got a ticket for not having and archery stamp so he was depressed and left early.

I hiked down in the woods a little more than a half of a mile, I had found a stand of oak trees that had some acorns under them, which was the first acorns that we had found, there was also a fresh rub.

I started hunting this place Thursday afternoon because the previous place didn't pan out and I had hunted there 2 hunts, anyways me and Joe find this spot and I decide to hunt it. Now like I said it was over a half of a mile down there so i got set up and hunted till dark.

Being the brave soul that I am, I had convinced myself that the pigs were not going to mess with me and they didn't , there was a lot of pig sign. Sitting in a tree for hours can give a person a lot of time to think and sometimes not all the thoughts are comforting, I quit watching the horror movies a long time ago.

It was Saturday morning before i saw a deer it was a 6 point but he seen me first i was looking out into the oaks and turned and he came in from my left side behind me at 17 yards and was gone, had I not seen anything I was going to find somewhere else to go. Saturday night I had 8 small pigs, the size of soccer balls come by at 20 yards but decided not to shot as I didn't want a squealing pig messing up my deer hunt, as i explained back at camp that I was there to deer hunt and not pig hunt.

Deer Hunting In Texas

I love to hunt deer, been doing it for 26 yrs. I have been on a deer lease for the last 17 yrs in Lampasas County, it was a great lease. But I was not part of the family and they finally got me off. So this year me and Morgan, my son who has been hunting with since he has been big enough to walk, have been hunting on public land, which has it's challenges to say the least. I had looked for a place early in the year but didn't have much luck, but I will be looking again till I can find a spot, hopefully in the Hill country.