Dubious Love Connections During Hunting Season In West Virginia

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Dubious Love Connections During Hunting Season In West Virginia

By Bonijean Isaacs
Nov. 21, 2005

Well, folks, once again, it's that time of year - West Virginia hunting season is upon us. West Virginia is considered the 'great hunting grounds" of the neighboring eastern urban areas. Centuries before, the Five Nations of American Indian shared this great hunting ground. In modern times, numbers of testosterone-filled men will bond with each other as they stomp around in the cold freezing woods in search for Bambi, Smoky, Thumper, and even the Thanksgiving turkey.

A few women will join the hunters but it seems to be widely discouraged. This is the time when men want to get away from the women and do "guy things." Some of the hunting season widows left behind will feel neglected, and at a loss for how to spend the hours, in no man's land. Other women will welcome the male energy break. They will get together and do "girl things." Perhaps they will make homemade bread and jellies. They might can some vegetables or bake some chocolate chip cookies. The women can also do some serious retail therapy.

West Coast Hunting Season Widows are lucky. The Gambling Towns in Nevada had Deer Hunter Widow's weekend. The women can go play blackjack and check out the male exotic dancers. West Virginia does have a nudist resort. It generally only allows couples. Perhaps they can have a special event for the hunting season widows. The women can build a big bonfire, play drums and dance around the flames all night long.

Of course, there is the story of the deer hunter gets up early, dresses quietly and packs his lunch He puts on his long johns and camouflage duds. He grabs his gun and starts to warm up his pick-up truck in anticipation of heading down to his favorite hunting area.

Suddenly the rain starts pouring down, It is a torrential downpour with snow mixed up in the rain. The wind is blowing 50 MPH. The weather report on the radio predicts nasty weather all day long. The deerhunter goes back into the house. He undresses and slips back into bed.

There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a "different" anticipation, he whispers, "The weather out there is really frightful." To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my crazy husband is out hunting in that stuff?"

Personally, I am an avid hiker. I spend quite a bit of time in the woods Geocaching. This is a sport that involves finding and hiding treasure caches while utilizing a GPS (Global Positioning System) locator. The exact coordinates are published so other GPS users can find it the caches. Maybe I can make special caches for the hunters to find. Better yet, I can teach Bambi how to use a GPS device to locate the hunters and stay away from them. Nevertheless, my gentlemen friends arrange for dates after hunting season. The men that I meet on Internet dating sites request to meet for coffee "after" hunting season. It's going to be a long winter. Maybe after hunting season, I can get my hiking buddies back.

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About the author: Bonijean Isaacs is a freelance writer and Astrologer in West Virginia.

Email: inez4liberty@gmail.com

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