It’s now the middle of May. Spring turkey season in Nebraska is entering its final weeks. I have already spent a good number of hours in a ground blind – mostly with members of my family – and I hope to spend several more in the days to come. For sheer excitement the portable blinds cannot compete with sitting at the base of a tree as a gobbler closes in, but they do give a person plenty of time to do some thinking and talking with the others that share the same space. This may or may not be a good thing. Take for example the list of recent ground blind conversations I have had…
- How do portable ground blinds pop up so fast at home and so much slower at your hunting spot?
- Why is there a direct relationship between how late you are and how long it takes to set up the blind?
- Who ever thought green apple was a good flavor for jelly beans?
- Is throwing green apple jelly beans out the window considered baiting?
- Why are all snacks wrapped in the noisiest, shiniest material known on earth?
- If Nebraska is so flat, why is the ground under my chair never level?
- Do people get more boogers in one nostril or the same in both?
- When did turkeys become so anti-social?
- How can the decoys you placed so far away in the dark be rubbing the blind in the daylight?
- Will a meadow vole eat a s’mores flavored pop tart?
As you can see, some very deep issues. But I wouldn’t trade the time I spend in the spring woods with friends and family for anything…