There's also an element of risk in hunting alone. I had a couple incidents. One was where I high centered my 4wd pickup trying to track down a young dog that went wandering. Had just enough juice in my cell phone to make an emergency call for a tow truck. Didn't find the dog, but he showed up a couple days later.
Potentially worse one was breaking a foot while pheasant hunting alone. Well, I wasn't entirely alone, but the Brittany and I were half a mile from the truck, and I couldn't convince her to go fetch the truck for me. Didn't have my cell phone with me that time. Managed to hobble back to the truck.
I always have the phone with me now, plus a charger in the truck to make sure it doesn't go dead on me. Simple stuff.
Larry, the places the cell phone won’t work are invariably full of pheasants. Make note of it.
Years ago, I knew that length of pig fence was in that spot I hunted on New Years Eve. It took tripping over it, to remind me it was there. It was a spectacular, slow motion kind of fall, right onto my chest, but I did get the Nitro elevated a bit before impact. Lucky there weren’t any rocks, and the impact was startling, but, not too hard. I might have been paying more attention to the ground had a rooster not flushed from the edge of the wood lot, swearing in rooster speak at the dog, as he left. I didn’t have a shot at him, but, sometimes you get more than one up at a time, so, I was trying to hustle. For naught, as it worked out. It goes that way, sometimes, late in the season.
A bad day hunting is still better than a good day working.
Best,
Ted
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