Not a bad tuneup

Today was more of a tuneup than a full fledged hunt. It’s still to hot and getting on property is always a problem before and during deer season. The Alabama CAB might think they won some points with rabbit hunters when they expanded rabbit season by tacking on a couple of weeks in September, but it’s hot, snakes are out and deer hunters are scared to death that you might scare off that big buck, heck, any deer to never be seen again.
If a pack of rabbit dogs ran deer off, every farmer in the country would own a pack.

but I digress, as usual.
We had four members of the East Alabama Rabbit Hunters and Souse Eaters Social Club (EARH&SESC) in addition to a mixed pack consisting of Teddy NoPass, Jeremiah, and Deborah Kay of The Rabbit Journal Pack.

Regular members of the EARH&SESC in attendance were rimfire, Plunker and Brent, inventor, founder and ceo of AnySling.

Charles Pearson, a honorary member of the EARH&SESC and operator of Pearson Ranch and owner of Pearson’s Black and Tan Beagles, purveyor of fine rabbit dogs was also in attendance.  Why is Charles a honorary member?  Mostly because Charles requires extremely small groups to hunt versus The Rabbit Journal’s generally large social gatherings.

Now why  is it both Brent and Charles don’t have nicknames like the rest of the members despite hunting with us for several years now?
Well, most of our nicknames come from traits and monumental screwups. A nickname, in most cases, is earned

For instance, rimfire comes from the fact I used to go off if struck around the edges.
Wiggles comes from a member that emptied a unplugged gun on a rabbit rendering the kill mostly a wet spot in the leaves, someone yelled “shoot him again, he’s still wiggling.

Dilla, came from a day where Dilla laid waste to the many armadillos that inhabited Plunkers place

Well, you get the idea.

Neither Brent or Charles has earned their nicknames yet. Both steadfastly refuse to screw up like regular members of the East Alabama Rabbit Hunters & Souse Eaters Social Club. Brent is generally fashionably late .  Charles wants very small groups. Neither trait lends itself to a fairly colorful nickname.

Meanwhile back at the hunt.

Few arms were visible. Charles had his foldup Yidiz .410 in a backpack and I had my .45 judge on my hip. Until Brent showed up, being fashionably late with some story about having multiple holes to plug. I refrained from making a comment til after he clarified that it was a tire he was talking about. no “real” guns were there.

The first rabbit was jumped in a stand of Golden Rod

Plunker on the edge of the Golden Rod
Plunker on the edge of the Golden Rod

after a lengthy cold trail. Dew saturated the ground cover, so my lower clothes were soon soaked. It was a fair race that ended where had hunted once last season. We swore that we were coming back this year after the snakes had went to bed. Unfortunately, the area had been logged and was nothing like the swamp that we had hunted.

We jumped our second on the way out to the trucks to move up to the planted pines. This rabbit made a quick circuit and passed me fairly close. Close being defined as within range of the .45 Judge loaded with #6. I never pulled the gun from it’s holster as I had my camera in my hand and was screwing up bad enough without missing a easy shot with the gun like I missed with the camera.

He headed straight out and crossed the road before squatting until the dogs caught up and crossing back. He popped into sight once more before the dogs lost him.

The third rabbit was jumped in a thick stand of briars in some highland planted pines that had accidentally been burned.

Charles on the edge of the briars
Charles on the edge of the briars

The small sager made a large loop back through the briars before passing with inches of my boots. Once again I missed with the camera. I tried to get the lens pointed low enough to record him only to have my monopod hang in the thick growth I was standing in. I watched as Brent put a end to the final race with his 20ga. We had planned to shoot one rabbit to give the dogs a smell.

Brent holds the sager in burnt pines
Brent holds the sager in burnt pines

It looks like Brents in Tuskegee will be worth one or two hunts this year

Thanks, Alabama CAB

We are so thankful to you for pulling the first two weeks of cold nice days of February when the briars aren’t greening up and the snakes aren’t out and giving them to the deer hunters. Instead you gave us two weeks in September when the brairs are tough, the heat oppressive, the snakes are out looking for the last meal before dening up and the deer hunters aren’t going to let us on their property before the deer season starts.

Thanks Alabama Conservation Board for nothing


Where the heck did this year go?
I thought that after 2 passed on 31 January, that I would have more time to do the things I used to.
Instead, I’ve been up to my eyeballs in his estate.

Going to be a busy remainder of the year 2015.
Dove shoot at Charles’s ranch in Tuskegee this weekend
Going with GF to fish in Apalachicola the next week
Rabbit season opens on 1 October
Going by Amtrak to New Orleans for Baby Boy’s wedding

And still working on 2’s estate. He lived in the same Phenix City house since 19

Technical Issues

I’ve long used Nucleus cms to operate The Rabbit Journal.

However Nucleus has reached a dead end in it’s abilities. I always tinkered with the code and enjoyed it

I’m more or less being forced into a move to another cms.

Unfortunately, it is a move to Word Press. I plan to check out the others (joomla, drupal, ect) to see if they would suit my needs in the future. But, the move needs to come to quickly for me to experiment enough.
So WordPress it is though I truly dislike it

There are always some glitches and I’ll have to design a new front page, yada yada

Please bear with me

I had a choice

closing out the 2014-2015 rabbit season here in Alabama or attending the Alabama Deer Hunters Advisory Board (aka Alabama Conservation Advisory Board, CAB)
No, not really.
It doesn’t matter if a small game hunter attends the Alabama CAB. They don’t care what we say and their sole interest is in increasing the revenue into Alabama by bringing in out of state hunters by making things easier for the deer hunters.

We hit our first and only double digit hunt this year as a guest of djmed on Pookies in Chambers county

Details later after I decompress