Brothers & Sisters,
 Soon we will play our role in mother nature that has been replayed over and over again through out are existence. we will again become the predator that relies on his keen senses and instincts to survive. again we will run through out are favorite hunting grounds and become one with nature, one with the forest. some of us will form packs and hunt like the wolves and some will hunt alone like mountain lion. i can already feel the changes happing in myself. i feel edgy, high strung and feel the urge to run through the mountains and streams in search of new land and sign. my pulse quickens and i have the urge to grab my knife and longbow, hit the trail and feel the freedom that only the woods can offer. in this modern age of greed and waste the woods offer to me what i feel is the only honest, clean and understanding place left. i am a different person there, i feel links to the past of a simpler life, a more honest life, a kinship to hunter and hunted. i roam the woods in search of a past i'll never find yet there still remains the echoes. as fall draws near its like a rebirth for me and i feel whole again. thanks for letting me ramble.
 Adirondack Mountain Ken

Well written Ken! All I can say is Amen to that!

I agree I cant wait til the leaves start turning and that smell of fall gets in the air . Its my favorite time of the year .

Man Ken, now ya got my mouth watering, foots a tappin', gosh I can almost hear my wife b******g already,lol, Thanks for the read.. sure perked up my day.

Gives me goosebumps and the primal urge grows stronger as the days get shorter. T-minus 41 days and counting.

I'll be there with you My Brother!!!!!

May The Great Spirit Guide Your Arrows

Ken, you are reading my mind.We'll be forming a trad gang pack in about 2 months, cant wait to hunt with you guys.

well said bro  

great words!

Sweet!

You ever stop? No, me neither. I know what you are saying though. With me, it hits like an itch at the end of August. Just as the velvet dries, separates and peels, causing an itch that the buck has to rub out again and again. I feel an empathetic urge to seek the good smelling bark of beeches, maples, cedars and spruces. There is a tension in my neck and back muscles that needs resistance to stretch out. Eyes become sharper, nose keener in the new swirls of a chilled wind. I get a bit froggy, full of sproing and looking for a reason to jump.

Yes, I said "sproing". That's what it sounded like in my head and I don't care about spell-check! Sorry about the itchiness. It's the chiggers talking.

Killdeer  

Well said Ken.  Feeling the urge myself the past week or so.  Starting to see more deer moving in the area I am going start in this year.  Also seeing fox, coon and armadilos in the area more now too.
Time to start growing the beard back.

I'm there too, been shooting more often now. I plan on spending most of this season on the ground still hunting and sitting in blow downs.  Kind of like the mountain lion you mentioned.  It is the only way to get into some of the only non-preasured hunting area (that I am aware of) in Ohio. You have to go too far in to take much equiptment. It'll be just me, my bow, some camo and a small catquiver for many a weekend.  If I draw blood, it will be one heck of a lot of work to get outta there. The beauty is, I'll never come across another person while I'm out stalking, watching and even praying and thanking God for the opportunity.
   
-Charlie(buckeye-hunter)

Funny how I often feel closer to God sitting next to one of his trees and participating in his life cycle than I sometimes do in church??
-Charlie

Ken, your posts are treasures to read, and that's for sure!

Good post Ken. About this time of year I start getting twitchy, even ornery, and begin to dislike the civilized things. I sat in front of the TV last night, sharpening knives and watching Jerimiah Johnson.

I've watched the wildlife all year in my yard with amusement, now I find myself picking a spot.

A buddy call me this morning asking about a weekend we had talked about, taking all of our boys (combined, that would be 6!) on a deer hunt...

I started re-organizing my "hunting room"...nothing can motivate me to clean a room except hunting season.

Yessir, it's upon us. Almost.

Awesome words brother. It's the way you was born to be.

Nicely written. Speaks for many of us I see....

Squirrel season opened Au.1st and I had to go to take the edge off, my close freinds say I'm a different breed come hunting season,I feel it in my very soul.jonesy