My favorite time of year is here. Leafy soil and morning dew gives way to frost and freshly fallen snow, and there is no place I would rather be than in the woods. There is something genuine about hunting in colder temperatures. It screams stickbow weather to me, from the majesty of the frosty woods to the stiffness in the joints. Hunting simply seems more legit when the air burns your lungs a bit.
I’ve often questioned why I feel this way. It certainly isn’t logical. Sitting in the snow with wood and feathers is a miserable affair in most respects. My toes are always cold, my mustache is a snot-cicle, and I spend the majority of my time keeping my feathers dry.
Still the allure of Mother Nature from Thanksgiving to March is too tempting to ignore. From late season whitetails to squirrels and cottontails, the game is unimportant. They are all arrow worthy to me.
The stumping isn’t bad either, so long as you have brightly colored fletching, and avoid anything shaft-splintering.
Wintery weather also means insulated boots, gloves, hats, and heavy wool pullovers. I love hunting in cold weather gear, and can’t help but feel like Robert Redford in Jeremiah Johnson when I do. The following should illustrate my point.
Unfortunately, Michigan has been uncharacteristically warm the last couple seasons, which seems to make the couch-thumping Michigander ecstatic. I’ll take snow, ice, and blustering winds over rain and muck any day of the week.
Bring it on!
Do you enjoy roving or bowhunting in the winter? Tell me about it!