My Buddies New Store



Hey there folks.  Just wanted to let you know about my friend’s new store in Kingdom City, MO.  My buddy Mitch just opened a bait and tackle shop off of I-70 at the Kingdom City exit.  He’s been trying to get a loan to open his great new shop and finally St. Louis Business Loan came through for him.  We are pretty excited

He is going to have a full line of fishing and hunting gear available in the store.   He will also have a complete selection of bait including worms, crawfish, and any other little creature you can imagine putting on the end of a fishing hook.  The store will also be a full fledged convenience store with beer, soda, cigarettes, cigars, and snacks.

Be sure to stop by and say hello to Mitch and his wife as they enter the world of bait and tackle.  I am sure they will be successful and run a great business.  The name of the store will be Mitch’s Bait and Tackle…pretty creative.  I believe they will have their son, Brady, working there as well.  So quite the little family affair.  If you know anyone looking for a job, hit me up as they are looking for someone to work evenings and weekends.  See ya at the shop!

Also, if you need directions, write a response to this post and I’ll be sure to get you there.

Disappointing Weekend



Took the boys out for a weekend of turkey hunting.  Braxton was feeling a bit under the weather, so we bundled him up good and fed him some cold medicine to help him out.  There was no way he wasn’t joining us.  He’s a trooper.  His brother Tucker, was bouncing off the walls Friday night and I’m pretty sure he was too excited to fall asleep, but he was up at the break of dawn with his daddy ready to rock.  We loaded up the jeep and gave our rifles a good cleaning before hitting the sack Friday night.

Before we knew it, Saturday morning was upon us.  It was a perfect morning for a hunt.  The sun was out and it was about 50 degrees at 6am.  The wife cooked us a great breakfast consisting of eggs, bacon, and a cinnamon roll to boot.  And not some little puny cinnamon roll.  This thing was the size of our heads.  So with our stomachs full and some thermoses full of coffee and hot chocolate, we headed for the wilderness of Farmington, Missouri.

I have a spot that I love deep in the woods by the old Miller family’s barn.  It’s really quiet back there, almost eery.  The sun hits the side of a hill and makes for a beautiful early morning turkey hunting spot.  Its extremely quiet back there and really easy to hear the turkeys coming and going.  So we set up camp.  We even got a little fire going to keep the boys warm while we began our day.  The boys have a tendency to wander from my spots, so I always have to make sure they don’t get out of ear shot.  Poor little Braxton had a pretty nasty cough and I couldn’t help but think that it might scare the turkeys away.

We were enjoying the beautiful morning, but we were three hours in and not a turkey in site.  Patience is a key in this “sport” and my boys are having trouble learning it.  They’re better than some of my friends children, but still, its hard for them to sit still for hours at a time.  Hell, I don’t blame them.  We did, however, see several deer while waiting on the turkeys.  Unfortunately, its not deer season and you could see the disappointment in my boys’ eyes.  Lunch time quickly approached and we ate our meal of left over fried chicken and baked beans from the night before.  Good stuff.

Needless to say, we weren’t getting a turkey that day.  The rest of the day kind of faded away.  I actually managed to fall asleep for an hour or so in my lawn chair at our camp site.  Braxton followed suit and took a nice little nap as well.  The temperature started to drop and I figured it would be best if we got the little guy home seeing that he had a pretty wicked cold.  Don’t want to make the little guy sicker.  So, we packed up camp and loaded up the jeep.  I went to start the jeep, and wouldn’t you know it…the battery was dead.  Luckily I have a buddy that runs a tow truck business so I gave him a ring.  As if it wasn’t lousy enough that we didn’t get a turkey, now we had to deal with the dead jeep.  Oh well.  Tony got his wrecker there within a few minutes and gave us a jump so we could get home.  Hopefully we have better turkey luck next week.

What a Great Day to Hunt!



Yes sir folks, its that time of year again.  Time to dust off the hunting gear and head for the hills.  There’s no better feeling that that cool country air and the look of your breath on a cool fall morning.  This year, I will be documenting my adventures in the hills of Farmington, MO.  Our family has had land in Farmington for 65 years and let me tell ya folks…there’s turkey in them hills.  Haha.

Nowadays my boys like to accompany me on my hunting adventures.  And they are becoming quite the little hunters.  Taylor, my youngest, shot his first deer earlier this fall and the smiles and stories he has told his friends have made it all worth it.  Braxton, my oldest, was shut out during deer season, but is looking to make a comeback this turkey season.  He is getting pretty accurate with his rifle and I know it will only be a matter of time before he gets that first turkey!  Ain’t that right Braxton?

Alright fellas, I have to admit it.  The wife likes getting in on the action as well.  Last year, she shot an astounding FOUR turkeys.  She even shot the one we cooked up for Thanksgiving.  How’s that for a good wife.  Eat what she kills.  Gotta love it.  My wife just purchased a new jeep this year and she has it all decked out for hunting season.  She even got the windows tinted.  Ha.  Gotta hide from those turkeys!   It looks pretty badass.  I’m not gonna lie to ya.

So anyway,  I am looking forward to documenting all of our hunting exploits this fall.  I will be posting stories along with pictures to let you know how we are doing.  Maybe even a movie or two.  Can’t wait to get a shot of Braxton and his first turkey.  See ya soon!