Pronghorn Ledger

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ronghorns are such an enigmatic creature. They’re called an antelope & colloquially referred to as a goat, but really they are neither of those. They are as curious as they are fast and if you think that you’ve understood them, you probably haven’t! They tend to live in places that make you oscillate between wanting to put down roots and wanting to get the heck out of dodge. Extreme heat and extreme beauty, desolation and life! I can say with certainty that I haven’t closed this ledger for good!

Date Method Pronghorn Seen Pronghorn Shot Pronghorn Retrieved Sex Yield
8/24/2019 Firearm 5* 0 0 n/a n/a
8/25/2019 Firearm 7* 0 0 n/a n/a
8/26/2019 Firearm 1 1 1 M
Totals 13 1 1 0 oz

*approximation of shooters in range

Date Weather Temperature Start of Hunt Miles in Travel Time Hunting Total Time Yield/Time
8/24/2019 Clear 76 AVG 6:51AM 96 10:35:00 13:40:00 n/a
8/25/2019 Clear 80 AVG 6:51AM 80 10:56:00 13:38:00 n/a
8/26/2019 Clear 81 AVG 6:52AM 98 01:13:00 13:36:00
Additions 1,393 00:00:00 29:17:00 n/a
Totals 1,667 22:44:00 70:37:00
Date Location Ownership Shots Fired Ammunition Cost Other Cost Total Cost Cost/Yield
8/24/2019 Quay County, NM Private 0 $0.00 $15.42 $15.42 n/a
8/25/2019 Quay County, NM Private 0 $0.00 $0.00 $0.00 n/a
8/26/2019 Quay County, NM Private 2 $0.00 $22.63 $22.63
Additions $0.00 $53.46 $53.46 n/a
Totals $0 $91.51 $91.51

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The Duck Hunt

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ust as it is true that “to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord,” it is also true that “to be present in the duck blind is to be absent from your family.” In large part, the choice to chase waterfowl – I mean really get after it – is a choice to be gone, to miss some milestones. I’m as guilty of it as anyone. This last season I crossed multiple states, invested hundreds of hours, and spent hundreds if not thousands of dollars in search of greenheads and honkers. I’ve missed out on more walks to school, more nights in bed next to my wife, and more of my children’s firsts than I care to count.

I Came Here to Have Fun

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am thankful there is no barrier to the outdoors apart from desire. If I were measured against any other benchmark, I would come up short. I am no great hunter. I’m not a giant in the field of conservation. I can’t track the faintest blood trail or find the smallest sign. I can’t make the longest shot. I can’t sound the most realistic call or train the best retriever…but I can want it. I can desire to be outside in the woods. I can day dream about about sitting in a duck marsh while I’m sitting at my desk avoiding work. I can ache with a desire from the very core of my being to escape to the wild places and fortunately for me, that’s all she asks.

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