The Killing Season has begun!

In case some of you didn't notice, yesterday was the opening day for grouse hunting. This marks the beginning of what I affectionately refer to as "The Killing Season". It begins with grouse hunting, which turns into duck hunting, which turns into deer hunting, which turns into a 2nd round of grouse hunting in December. The Killing Season typically wraps up by Christmas. Many years ago, I decided that in order to see my husband during these 4 months, I would need to learn to hunt. Since then, I have successfully shot one grouse. Its really quite pathetic...the birds are lucky that I am holding a gun. This year something monumental will be taking place. I will be the first chica to hunt the duck opener on my uncle's hunting land near Mankato, MN. That's correct...never before has a female been invited for duck opener. I guess they don't have to worry about me shooting too many of their birds! This year, I will be introducing red wine and painted toe nails to the duck camp. I am most excited for hunting alongside my 88 year-old grandfather. He has been a duck hunter nearly all is life. Although he now needs a little help getting in the boat, he still makes it out every year and despite his poor eyesight, he shot a couple of ducks last year. I've got 2 weeks to sharpen my skills. Recently, I went out trap shooting with some of my Dad's buddies. I shot 50 rounds and probably hit 1/2 of them. Not to bad for a girl, huh?