At Home Between Florida and Texas
By Max
12/7/2022
We got home from Florida on November 17. Friday the 18th we pretty much just did school and unpacked. The next day was opening weekend for hunting. My dad, my uncle, and I all went hunting. So did my grandpa, but he hunted elsewhere. Before hunting, I woke up at 4:30 and got layered up. Then, we went to George Webb’s. It is open 24 hours a day. I got a ham and cheese omelet. I got hot chocolate and my dad got coffee, then went to the farm. There was little to no action in the morning, which is pretty rare from the condo stand. The condo stand is a stand that we built from plywood and had an interesting time getting it up. It’s still standing after 3 years, so I consider it a success. After the morning session, we went home and ate lunch. Brooke had friends over for a birthday sleepover, even though her birthday was in a week. My dad and I went back out in the afternoon but didn’t see much. My grandpa got a nice 8-pointer, so we went to help him. We cleaned it, then put it on the Argo. The Argo is basically a tank that can float and run almost anything over. The next morning, we went to church instead of hunting, but went hunting that afternoon. I got a five-pointer. The story is, after almost shooting a smaller four-pointer, two more bigger bucks came out and I shot the biggest one. I shot it in the perfect spot, right behind the front shoulder at 104 yards. After field dressing it, I had to drag it 50 yards so that my dad could get it into his truck. My uncle also got a nine-pointer that afternoon. We took them back to our house. We cut them up on that Tuesday. Nothing really happened on Wednesday, except that my cousins came at 11 pm. I wanted to say hi, but I wasn’t supposed to, so I went to sleep. The next morning, I said hi to my cousins, then we played basketball until they went to Thanksgiving church. We saw them at the Thanksgiving feast that my grandma prepared. She made 2 turkeys because we eat a lot. I ate a turkey leg. It was amazing. We went home after watching football. We golfed and played basketball that night. The next morning, we went pheasant hunting. We each got a few, and I got the last one. It was flying fast. I somehow shot a bird gun 100+ yards to hit it. It was a huge and very colorful. We ate lunch there, and Alisa went to the bar and ordered root beer. We went back and played golf and basketball. We got dinner, then came back and played basketball until 10. I slept in my cousins’ room and captain went crazy. The next day, we split ways and my family, and I went to get a Christmas tree. We met back up with them for dinner and gingerbread houses. Mine and O’s (youngest cousin, 13 years old) had funny-looking bird faces. C’s (middle cousin, 14 years old) was well made, and W’s (oldest cousin, 16 years old) was a normal house. That night, my cousins and I went into the hot tub. O got an idea to go in the lake. Somehow, they roped me into going in. I ran down there with them. Stepped a few yards out to get into about 2-foot-deep water, then dunked myself. It was cold. I ran back up to the hot tub, and by the time I got there, I was numb. My cousins went under and held their breath for 10 seconds. After they got back into the hot tub, we dried off, then went to bed. On Sunday, we went to church, then got lunch, then went home and got chanced for platform tennis. The champs were my dad and uncle, second place was O and me, then third was W and C. It was decided by a 10-minute-long deuce. After platform tennis, we went home, then played madden and golf. We also went into the hot tub that night, but not the lake. On Monday, they left, and it was Brooke’s birthday. We celebrated, and it was a fun day. Nothing major happened on the following days until Friday. my grandparents took us to Mod Pizza, then Sweet Dreams and the arcade there. We got home, then went to sleep. The next morning, we got ready, then went to the airport and went to Texas.
