A season saved
By Nick Simonson
I’m a firm believer that a quick trip to the water is better than no trip at all. One jaunt in the uplands, even in the middle of the afternoon well ahead of the witching hour, can still produce plenty of excitement. Even a short sit on stand in the fall to watch the sunrise and the first few deer filter in and out of the draw produces memories. A full life, and
memorable outdoor activity, requires making the most of what you’ve got with the time allotted. It was a lesson hammered home again this season with the disjointed spring that set up for the shooting sports teams I help organize and coach. I can recall with great disappointment the day the season would have started, March 29. The high temperature
was 65 degrees with sunny skies and a light wind. There was no snow cover, and it seemed fittingly ironic that what would have been the kickoff date was perhaps the nicest opening our groups had experienced (make that would have experienced) as in the past two seasons the participants have shot through rain, wind and cold to begin their ompetition. More than once in the past few years, volunteers were out just days ahead of the start to shovel and blow off the pathways and posts around the green brick traphouses to make sure the program got rolling on time amidst the snow.
