(Yes, I actually typed ‘Day One: 2015’ and had to fix it…)
I don’t really make ‘New Year’s Resolutions.’ I just don’t – I’m in the latter half of my 40’s now, and probably spent 1980-2000 making resolutions that were broken (or, in my early 20’s, forgotten) very quickly. Regardless, I had said in 2015 that I was going to get out in the woods and waters more, and generally get back to being an outdoorsman. That didn’t happen at all, in fact, the reverse happened. Between work, foul weather, and other issues, I only managed three archery shoots and a week of bear hunting in Maine that had been planned for a year.
So, while NOT claiming it’s a New Year’s Resolution, I will make up for this lack of nature experiences in 2016.
I sent a text to Danny this morning to see what he was doing, without really having a plan. I told him I didn’t care if we went squirrel hunting, shooting, hiking, as long as it was outside. We quickly decided to go sight in my new Mossberg Patriot .308, and we decided to do so up at Johns Mountain WMA, which has a public rifle range. The weather report showed a low chance of rain, with temperatures from a low of 40 to a high of 57.
Yeah, they were being very optimistic on that high end, let me tell you, because it was cold in Atlanta, let alone an hour and a half north of Atlanta.
We drove up to the range, my first time there, and found it to be packed full, with people waiting for room at one of the four actual sit-down benches. After about thirty minutes of people shooting, finally somebody called the range cold and folks started putting new targets out. With no idea how long it was going to take to get a bench, and no actual range master running the show, we opted to just drive some of the forestry roads and take a look at the area, then drive home. We did get out and walk about a few times to look at some trails, but we didn’t go far. We hadn’t brought the right clothing for a hike.
Still, I managed to get some photos, the best of which are below: some moss, a cool looking downed cedar, and a tree that looks like it eats small children who were bad for the holidays…