The last 3 months have absolutely FLOWN by. First and foremost, I started a new job on Sept 6th. I met iCAD’s VP of Research and Development at a college career fair, and was offered an interview. Shortly after came an employment proposal. I can’t tell you how happy I am to have this opportunity! Before I started working there however, Amy and I took an eleven day tour of the UK. We loved it! Castles and 13th century cathedrals galore . The time change was a bit of an adjustment (although more so when we came home), and riding a tour bus around the back country roads sometimes played with our stomachs, but in all, a wonderful experience. While at my new job, I encountered another game programming enthusiast! It didn’t take us long to decide we wanted to collaberate on a project More news about that will come as we get the ball rolling.
Now to some important stuff
Deer season is upon us
Can you tell I’m happy about it?
Curse of the Poison Itchy!!!!!
The week before Amy and I went to the UK, Bob and I went to my parents’ to set up permanent treestands. Our original plan was to build our own, but once we got into it, discovered that it was really much more trouble than it was worth. Especially since Walmart carries some decent permanent stands for about $50.. Bob, my dad, and I spent 2 days climbing trees and setting up stands on my parents’ land. 2 Days later, it looked like we had come down with leprosy.. It was terrible. We had oozing blisters galore all over our arms and chests. Apparently we had climbed a tree with a fair amount of ‘poison something’, and it bit us good! As I write this well over a month later, I’ve still got the scars to show for it (as do the other two).
Last weekend, Bob and I went to my parents’ land to hunt. We had heard rumor that a new bachelor group had been hanging around (a few 8 points and some 6’s), so we were excited to explore that. We both had opportunities to shoot, but we both passed them up. Bob passed his up because it was tender meat…. REAL TENDER. I think he said that you could still see spot on the fawn. As for me, a four-point walked within about 15 yards of me, and stood broadside as if he were begging to be shot. I have to be honest. I really struggled with whether or not to take the shot. I was so excited to see a buck so blatently presenting himself to me that I immediately thought ‘TAKE HIM DOWN’! But suddenly, this little angel pops up on my shoulder and says ‘He’s kindof small, and would make a much better trophy next year’. It was true.. He was a bit small. And after our two small deer last year, I wanted to ‘redeem’ myself So I let him go.
The Father of All Deer
The next morning I assumed my position in the same treestand. It was a little difficult finding my way, because the fog was so thick that you literally couldn’t see 8 feet in front of your face. But eventually I got to my stand (without openly spooking anything which is always nice). I was half expecting to see the same young buck walk under me, but never did. Instead I saw HIM!!!! About an hour after the sun came up I caught movement about 50 yards away in the brush. Through the thick brush I could see THE DEER.. He was absolutely huge. I couldn’t see much of his rack (other than the fact that he had one), so I couldn’t get a count on him. Regardless, his body was very large. I never had a shot on him though. He was behind a brushline walking the fence line. I got pretty angry with myself because I forgot my calls that morning (don’t ask me how.. I don’t know, and didn’t know it until that moment). So needless to say, he is still prancing around out there. I have named him ‘Abraham’, for he is surely the father of all the deer on that land