Fall 2012

With just under 45 days till I sit a stand in Missouri I'd be lying if I said that I'm not starting to feel the itch just a bit. Leaves are falling more than changing, no doubt due to the hot summer we've endured, however there are bits of yellow and red in the forest. Cooler days shared with Sportsman's advertisements hitting the mail box-fall is in full force.

The falls plans are set and it's time to start pulling out the camouflage. As a thought reference my pending Nebraska rifle hunt I took my Winchester Model 70 Extreme Weather 300wsm to the gunsmith for a muzzle brake installation. I love the 300wsm caliber-just don't like the action on my shoulder. I fully realize of course that I'm trading recoil for noise, don't plan on shooting it much!

This falls season is going to be a little different than those in the past. I've written prior to this about my Father-in-Law and his "gunning" of times past. The thoughts of hunters in camp dawning their overalls and red flannel jackets. I don't know which came first, their generation or Elmer Fudd-both having sported the same style hunting caps!

Even today I can relate so much to his stories of hunting rabbits, quail and pheasants-remember, I was raised in Nebraska! With God at his side Poppy passed on July 15th leaving us with a hole in the middle of everything that we do and say. It's with the deepest respect that I say: Poppy and Nanny were the center of our world for some time, having lost both within an 8 month period-we're a bit lost right now.

For me, this falls hunts will be spent in solitude and reflection of my Father and Father-in-Law. I have the utmost respect for each and would be a lesser man if I'd not had them in my life. As with all things-the torch has been passed-tis I that heads the family now, I Pray that I can hand that torch off with the same meaning that it had when they passed it to me.

With opportunity to have successful hunts on both trips this fall there's something missing that meant so much to me in the past-I'll not be able to share my trip with those I've come to respect.

This blog will be short in nature and with little point to most, however it's intended to provide me with a moment in time to sit in solice and show respect to those who set my path. And at the same time take heed to the opportunity that's been afforded me through their passing-"we'll not know just how much of a man that we are until we are the only man".

With respect to my Father: Merle Leland Meyer and my Father-in-Law: Alstyne Douglas Polhemus

Thanks for all that you were and are....God's Speed!

Respectfully
Kevo