June 2008
Monthly Archive
Monthly Archive
Russ was always the youngest hunter in deer camp. WOW time has flown by as now Russ the young man is getting married and will be sharing all his life and time with his new bride. Russ was always the eager kid listening to the older hunters stories and taking it all in. But he learned very fast and now is always one of the successful hunters with a trophy to talk about before the season is over. He races snow mobiles in New York State where he lives too. He is an avid outdoorsman in pursuit of whatever is in season and he also loves to fish. You can count on Russ to hunt from daylight til dark regardless of the weather with no complaints from him. He is always ready to help with the long drag if you need him to get your buck out of a deep ravine or the 1 mile or more drag back to camp. We wish you and your new bride the very best Russ. We look forward to sharing many more deer camps with you and with your family when they come along. Congrats Russ!
I lived in Poquoson, VA for two years when I was in the 5th and 6th grade. While there I had a friend named Chet that was like a brother to me; we were always in the bay fishing, clamming, crabbing everyday we could. If it was too cold then we were hunting with our air rifles and practicing for when we could hunt on our own. Life being what it is a constant change of events, it took me away from the Tidewater area and back to Indiana where I was from originally. I missed my best childhood friend Chet and stomping the Marsh at Messicks point on Bull Island.
Low and behold 25 years later I get a call from his wife Michele who thanks to the power of the internet found me. She said she was tired of hearing Chet talk about me and the things we did as a kid so she found me and we planned a reunion. Chet is a hard working Bay fisherman, who makes a living on the water with oysters, clams or fishing. I envy his life as being on the water all the time would be a dream come true for me. I always wonder how my life might have turned out if I had got to stay in the Tidewater area. Oh well, I would not have got to hunt my monster Hoosier Bucks
Chet knows when the flounder are in and running at the CBBT (Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel) what sand bars and wrecks to catch the citation fish at like he does every year. Nothing like the tug of a 5lb flounder as they are really aggressive fish and hit hard and that tide running fast makes it feel like your pulling up a car hood. Mix them with the large croaker, spot and the big rock fish that patrol the Bay and it is a great fishing memory and a delicious meal. Chet also knows where to get the biggest scallops and blue crabs so the meal I shared with my long lost fishing buddy was something you can’t touch here in the heartland.
Here is some of the flounder Chet caught on Father’s Day weekend. Also some pics of fish caught when our wifes were along with us. I can’t tell you how much it means to still be able to fish with Chet and get out on his boat with him. Reliving some of those stories of days gone by always makes the time fly by when we get together. But the best part is the fishing and good times that are ahead for us. He has to lay some boards and make a few adjustments to get me and my chair on board but he nevers seem to mind.
Thank you Chet and Michele!
