Tony Dean ...
1013 North Grand
Pierre, SD 57501
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(The following article was written by my wife, Dar, for the SD Outdoorswoman newsletter. I'm not sure I totally agree with everything in this version but I am posting the article because to not do so would be to risk divorce. So, here's her article.)
Each year, I look forward to our annual South Dakota west river deer hunt. I agonize over the choices. Mule deer? Whitetail? Buck, doe or any sex, any species? So, I research, calling ranchers in the area I plan to hunt. One tells me there's far more mule deer. His neighbor says whitetails are most numerous. Me? I listen and...guess. Frankly, I could care less. I just want to go deer hunting.
This annual hunt was once a two-family affair. My deer hunting friend, Kay Powers, is the school nurse, an auctioneer and mother of six. She's been hunting with me for years. Two years ago, we traveled to Colorado to hunt elk. We didn't get an elk but we did bag a deer...with our Suburban. Like me, Kay doesn't care what we apply for. She just wants to go.
"The boys," as we call our husbands, hate the area we hunt, dislike going there and spend most of their time whining about missing Sunday football. There was a time we were good sports about the whole thing. humoring them when necessary. We did all the packing, planning, made the motel reservations and even filled out and mailed everyone's license applications. At least, that's how it used to be.
But now, our foursome has become...a twosome. And "the boys" aren't really all that unhappy about it. Tony admits he'd rather stay home and bowhunt or hunt ducks or geese. Give Dave a TV and an easy chair and he's set for any weekend. So, when we broached the idea of the girls going alone, it's wasn't a hard sell. Yes, we may have sugar-coated it a bit, telling them the hunt won't be the same without them and even begged them (only a little bit) to reconsider going with us. But, they stood pat. After all, we made them think it was their decision.
We told them we'd miss them but, to tell the truth, we're very pleased. Now, we can hunt where we want to, when we want to and as long as we want. No more hurrying through the second day of the hunt so we can listen to the Minnesota Vikings on the way home.
Yet, we were surprised when the four of us went out to eat just prior to the deer opener. The boys said they'd like to go along. They'd stay at the motel while we hunted, prepare the evening steaks and pamper us at the end of the day.
So, we thought about it for about...three seconds.
We looked at each other...smiled, exchanged a wink and said, "No thanks guys, you can stay at home."