Open Season

I try not to ride in the mornings this time of year. It's hunting season now (archery mostly - requires lots of peace & quiet in the woods) and I like to give them their chance.

Yesterday morning I went anyway. I couldn't motivate myself to go the night before, so got up and went in the morning. I figured it was a Monday morning, the archers would be less motivated.

It was a very gray morning.

But gray did help to show off Gretchen's new track jacket.

It's got this reflective white piping that runs horizontally across her body. In the dark when she's running through the woods, it looks like a laser.

About the time we were the furthest from the car, not necessarily furthest from civilization, and just at the point I didn't need my light anymore, gun blasts started firing off. They were close too. Like "right over there" close.

Suddenly I remembered it was Monday and thought some new season (perhaps muzzle loader, but the blasts were very rapid?) had started. Quickly I put together a plan to get out of the woods. I took only the trails that went closest to houses (actually signed the safe zone), popped out onto the gravel access road and took it all the way back. Meanwhile the gun blasts kept firing.

We made it back safely. Even managed to avoid the killer horses.

When I got home I checked the game commission website (poorly designed unnavigable piece of crap), but didn't find anything with guns going live. Maybe it was Turkey, but I've never seen turkey in the area of the park we were in.

Oh well. Lesson learned. Stay out of the park in the mornings this time of year.

- b