Saturday, June 23, 2018

Thanksgiving Hunting Trip




Shelby had great luck in Christian County Kentucky hunting this year and brought home a beautiful 9 point buck. He saw so many other big bucks that he wanted to take us for the last weekend of their gun season.  Thanksgiving day 2017 was much like every other: woke up, started some cooking and turned on the Macy's Day Parade. We had a busy day of eating ahead with going to the Byrd's at noon for lunch, and my mom's at 3 pm for an early dinner. I feel full already. I was cooking fresh turnip greens from our garden (will share the recipe later) and mashed potatoes. Shelby makes the coleslaw and it is so yummy!  He made us some of his delicious BLTs for breakfast. After we wrapped up all this epic eating we hit the road to Athens, Al where we will spend the night.   I keep thinking I can't believe we have eaten all this yummy food today and then will drive 4.5 hours. Sleepy time!

We got on the road at 5:40 pm and made our first stop at 7. After all the food we ate today we still had to stop and get snacks!  My little family is so cute and we are such a compliment to each other. We drove along singing to Chris Stapleton and talking. And then they surprised me:  they are taking me to Antique Archaeology tomorrow in Nashville!!  Omg I am so excited. I love American Pickers and even though I know Mike, Frank or Dani D will not be there I am still hopeful 😉.  I can't wait to see it!


It was everything I thought it would be!  The building had this amazing smell like real tobacco (not a cigarette) bourbon, something smoky, and aged leather. It was awesome!  I found a shirt to remember my surprise and just wandered around.  

After a bit we got back on the road - destination Pembroke, KY. As soon as we got there we got into our hunting gear and loaded up the Polaris. Jeff and Keith had just gotten in from their duck blind and we visited for a bit. Jill and Kaitlyn were Black Friday shopping. We left and drove to the land we were hunting and dropped off a blind for the next morning.  Shelby drove us around showing us all the places he hunts. He wanted to take us to the spot by the old tobacco barn and it was beautiful. I wish I could paint - it would be a perfect addition to the wall.   Of course, it would also make some beautiful pieces of reclaimed art too!  I was in my own tree stand and my only gun was a video camera. Shelby and Emily were in a stand nearby. This trip was her opportunity to kill a buck. Right before dark I could hear something walking down the hill to my right, sniffing and eat as it went.  It was just dark enough that I could not see what it was. We decided to call it a day and head back to the Polaris. On the way back to the house we decided to grab some Ferrell's burgers. Yum!  I don't get to Kentucky often enough and when I do, I want some Ferrell's. They did not disappoint! We got to visit with Jeff, Jill and Kaitlyn for a bit then it was time to get to bed.  We had an early morning and Jeff and Keith were heading out early as well.  


Shelby took us to his other stand and we were sitting in a ground blind. The temperature was not as low as we would have thought but the wind was fierce!  This girls likes to be warm and also to sleep when hunting. Both were tough this morning.  I was bundled up but sitting on a folding dove stool. Every time my head dipped forward as I tried to fall asleep I would startle awake. You will see this is a theme today. Emily told me that 'you aren't supposed to sleep when you hunt' and then she took a one hour nap. Lucky child.  Daddy wrapped her in his super warm Sitka jacket and let her lean against him. I believe I even heard her snore a little but rest assured she was not sleeping while hunting.  We saw a couple of squirrels and they were fun to watch.  When they would bury a nut they would cover it, pat it down and cover it with leaves, the whole time looking around like they were being watched. Don't worry little squirrel, I will stick with my snacks. 

After we packed up that blind we rode around the land. There was a beautiful cemetery with a newer grave dated 1876. It was under a beautiful tree that had dropped lots of fall leaves. The sun was coming through the trees and dappled the ground with light-very peaceful for sure.  Shelby then wanted to show us another spot they hunt so we left to ride around. We walked down a pretty steep hill that we could not drive the Polaris down due to the washing.  There was lots of deer tracks and rubs on trees.  There was even a spot pretty messed up that looked like it may have seen a fight.  We saw something run away from us through the trees when we walked down but did not get a good look.    We walked around and looked at this pretty creek then headed back. After a little more riding we climbed a hill and looked out over this beautiful valley. Oh my, Gods country is so perfect!  I need a cabin there.   I do not even drink coffee but may start if I had a porch with that view.  Well, I will probably stick with hot tea. 


We decided to go get some lunch and found the best spot, the Plow Point Restaurant in Lacy, Kentucky. The food was great and the service was so friendly!  We liked it so much we planned to come back that same night for dinner with some of our Kentucky Framily (friends that are like family). I love food and it seems like most of our trips anywhere either start because of food, involve certain food in the plans, or we find great food that demands a return trip.  

We went back in the afternoon for our last hunt-we have to head home in the morning. We went back to the spot with the old tobacco barn. I was once again back in the single tree stand. This time Emily painted my face, she called it Camo Cheeks, with some  paint Shelby had. That was fun.  Girls can wear makeup in the woods!  We did not see anything again except for squirrels but it was still beautiful. We had a very interesting moment - I was dozing a little (big surprise right) and a tree to my left dropped a limb. With a loud crack it split and fell and hit the ground with a fun sound.  Poor Emily was scared I had fallen asleep and fell out. Thank goodness that did not happen. Scared me awake for sure!  Watched some squirrels hiding their treasures and listened to some birds singing. At dusk we heard something coming down the hill again and sniffing and eating.  I never saw it but it sure ran off when we came out of our stands.  It was a bittersweet walk and ride back since this was our last hunt. We did not see anything but the family time was amazing.  We met the Slaughters at the Plow Point and had another great meal. Mr. Alton and Mrs. Rita were there and Kieth. Good meal with good friends. 

Shelby decided that on the way home we would make some fun stops instead of a straight drive. We chose Lynchburg, TN where we went to the Jack Daniels Distillery. Such a cute little area. We did the Dry County Tour where we learned how it all came about, and how it is made.   It was a fun little detour.  We went to the little town square and shopped around. Got the same recommendation from 3 different shops-go to the Barrel-house BBQ for lunch and have the Grilled Cheese Crack sandwich.  Wow!  Grilled pepper jack cheese on Texas toast with pulled pork and their house made habanero BBQ sauce. Um...yea it was fine!  Emily got BBQ nachos that were pretty amazing too.  It was a fun stop that most people may not think about because you would assume it is all about whiskey drinking. It was just fun to learn about and of course the food was a great perk. Barrel-house BBQ you are now on our list!



As we began our 5 1/2 hour trip home I decided that I was wrong about quick trips out of town.  I usually worry about a long drive in a short time (8 hours each way in 3 days) but this was great. I definitely am changing my view of a long haul in short period of time and we will do this again.  I can't wait to go back to Kentucky and see our Framily. We will miss y'all and hope to see you soon!

Jennie

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Small Boat, Big Bites



We launched a few hundred yards from the ferry dock at the end of Fort Morgan road.  Emily has been asking all year for a snapper trip and it has been hard to coordinate agreeable seas and weather for a small boat trip.   The launch is on the north side of the peninsula and drops you straight into the south end of Mobile Bay.  We headed west from the dock and charted a course for Dixie Bar and the Southeast out into the resting waters of the Gulf of Mexico.  We slipped past the now sleeping fort, where many bloody battles were fought some even predating the civil war to when it was known as Fort Bowyer.  In 1834 the construction was completed on the now standing star shaped fort.

 The big guns were quite on this night but the distant thunder made me think a little.  Seeing the yellow buoy marking the final resting place of Tecumseh, the monitor ship that lays resting on the sandy bottom, where it struck a floating mine during the civil war.  The same battle the phrase “Damn the Torpedo’s, full speed ahead” was yelled. 
We entered the gulf and had a star filled sky with no moon.  The oil rigs with flames blazing dotted the horizon.  We found a bumpy ride waiting after crossing Dixie Bar into the deeper water heading south.  Fishing the Gulf of Mexico at night has a totally different feeling than a day trip.  We passed up several drilling platforms and headed out to deeper water.  After a 40 minute boat ride we settled in for some fishing. 


We use a 10’ homemade rig hook to connect with the oil platform.  The 10’ gives me the needed distance to keep the suction of the rig from pulling our vessel into it rusty supports.  We began dropping bait to depths of 50’ and the bite was aggressive.  Emily landed her first Red Snapper and she was all smiles from there.  


She caught several species including Bonita, Blue Fish, and Black Tip Sharks, but the Red Snapper was by far the best table fare so we released the other fish and hoped for some King Mackerel. 

The Kings never showed even though we pulled out all the tricks including drift lines and balloon drifts.  The key to fishing these rigs is water depth.  The 20’-60’ depth’s tend to produce more cull fish.  I normally try to find at least 65’ of water and it produces a better variety of table fare including Snapper, Grouper and Trigger Fish.   In these water depths King Mackerel and Spanish Mackerel are prevalent as well.    
 For questions or comments about fishing the gulf find me on the SeeMeHunt app for apple products and android devices. Or you can reach me online at www.seemehunt.com or on my blog at www.rarebreedwhitetailhunting.blogspot.com
Shelby Byrd