For the past few days, I have sat in a tree stand while temperatures soared into the seventies. And I’m hunting in the Midwest in November! During each afternoon’s hunt, I only wore a T-shirt and carried a light jacket in case I needed it. I usually didn’t. The mornings were cooler, but even then, I only needed the bare minimum gear to stay comfortable. My last morning was the weirdest. There was a weather front coming in. My weather app revealed that I would begin my hunt with temps resting in the low sixties. Again, not much prep needed for that. That afternoon, however, was different. The temperature would drop into the forties, with periodic rain and gusting winds. Now that took some planning. I needed to stay somewhat dry and warm, while also keeping my extra gear dry as well. The gear was fine. Me, not so much. I forgot an extra pair of gloves and I sure could have used another layer of warmth under my raincoat. I did see deer, but nothing that would warm my blood. Now, I’m just thinking about the extremes I witnessed in only five short days – and their differences.
Like my hunt, most days of the week are comfortable. While they may have their own challenges, they only require minimal planning. Most Wednesdays are like other Wednesdays. We just get up and go without thinking about anything that might turn our comfortable temperatures into extreme conditions. We mostly carry with us only what is needed for the expectations we have. While I consider myself an over-preparer, that’s usually just when I’m traveling – not when I’m just living. The truth is, there will be days when our expectations will…
For complete coverage, see the November 9th edition of The Lexington Progress.