It's deer season in Louisiana, and my boys are hunting. Son-in-law (SIL) has a family deer camp, and the boys are hunting there this week. We've known SIL since he was five years old, they grew up together. It was a good thing when he married into the family. Younger son lives in New Mexico and he came in to take advantage of the thriving whitetail population and take some meat back to his freezer in the desert.
They are hunting the piney woods thickets of north-central Louisiana, and the brush is thick. That dog in lower right is Roux. He earns his keep as a tracking dog. When you hit a deer in these thickets, if it is not a bang-flop, you have to find the deer, and they'll burrow into those thickets and be hard to find. That's where Roux shines. He finds wounded deer. And, he's excellent at his job. A good tracking dog is worth his kibble, and Roux has proved his worth many times over.
They are scheduled to come out of the woods tomorrow and be here for lunch.
3 comments:
yum, sloppy does
I haven't hunted in years, but do like to watch wildlife in my yard and my trailcam up back here in western ny
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Andrew
Hubby's family raised, for sale, Field Trial Dogs for years. Unfortunately coming back from a Colorado hunt he stepped off the trailer carrying a carcass and blew out his back.
I remember Deer Camp with many fond memories. My deer hunts now consist of a morning stolen now and then. Actually, I'm hoping for a feral hog, I prefer that venison over deer meat.
I hope your family is successful - meat in stores is horrendous.
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