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I miss Trinity

I started hunting about 10 years ago.

My first trip, and all trips afterwards, were to uncle Stanley’s cabin near Trinity (Clair Engles) Lake.

That property is a special place to me. It’s full of great memories. I have looked forward to going there every year since my first.

But then last year we didn’t make our annual October week-long trip. Nor did we go this year. That left me feeling a little out of balance.

Last year we went camping up by Mt Lassen, my old stomping grounds. We camped near Mineral and hunted the local area. And me, knowing the area very well, spent the good-weather days fly fishing my favorite streams. It was a good trip, although very cold at night, but I missed Trinity.

This year we went to Nevada. Six of us went, and we came back with 3 nice bucks. That kind of success is all too rare in California.

Jimmy’s parents in Rye Patch were extrememly generous. Our accomodations were very comfortable. I am very thankful for the opportunity.

Nevada hunting is much different from California hunting. In California, we hunt in heavily forested areas, and our shots at deer are very rarely more than 100 yards. In Nevada, there are no trees, and we can see deer a mile (literally) away. Our shots at deer were at the limits of our abilities. The high desert was a once in a lifetime hunt.

I enjoyed my trip to Nevada, but I REALLy missed Trinity.

Two years in a row without a trip to Trinity? I never want to do that again.

Trinity 2010

Back in the city. I’m home. Unpacked. Sigh. Post-mountains depression setting in, right on schedule.

My week long hunting trip in October is pretty much the only vacation I get. The rest of the year I jut take 3 day weekends. So I have to squeeze in everything I like to do in my hunting week–not just hunting.

This year I spent the first two days fly fishing. I even went for a quick little swim. I also stayed up really late a couple of nights, and slept in really late a couple of mornings. I took a day off to shoot my new AR. I went wine tasting with Curt and Jeff one afternoon. By Friday it was raining non-stop so it was time to take the rifle out of the case and start hunting–I hunted all day Friday and Saturday.

And then it was Saturday night, the last night, and we’re going home on Sunday morning.

Every year it’s the same. The week goes by too fast. I’m never ready to come home. And once I’m home I’m wishing I were back in the mountains.

A Trinity First

Thanks to the wonders of modern technology I’m on the Internet with my laptop up here in the mountains. There is a Verizon tower on the other side of the lake from this cabin, and I have a clear and unobstructed view. So my 3G connection is fantastic. I’m probably the only person using it up here–this is a pretty remote location.

Deer hunting will never be the same =)