


May 05, 2009
Chad Love: The Six-Word Story Contest
By Chad Love
The legend goes something like this: Ernest Hemingway and a companion were sitting in a bar somewhere (As Hemingway was wont to do) when a bet was made. Hemingway's companion, the story goes, challenged him to write a complete story in six words (or ten, the details vary with the telling) or less.

The result was a masterpiece of brevity that reads thusly:
For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.
It's a brilliantly crafted bit of writing that in six terse words manages to capture the entire arc of the human experience, but did Hemingway really write it? The jury is still very much out on that one and probably always will be but the story itself is a classic of the "flash fiction" genre.
This got me thinking: Is it possible to write a hunting or fishing story that captures the essence of the experience in six words or less?
Let's find out. Here's a chance for all you aspiring Twitter-length novelists out there to show the world your literary style. Six words. One story. Try it.
The winner will receive many literary accolades and a first-place certificate tastefully printed on the nicest printer paper I can find in my filing cabinet (plus, they're telling me, a Field & Stream ball cap from the editors). In keeping with the pared-down tone of the contest, the certificate will be adorned with only these words "You won. Go back to work."
I don't know about you, but that pretty much sums up my life.
Comments (556)
Dogwoods blooming. Gobbler singing. Shotgun sounding.
Emptied gun. Chased bird. Used club.
Please come home dear. All forgiven.
Last light. Branches rustle. Adrenaline pumps.
I have to say that this is extremely difficult. At first I started to right some smart-ass six word reply to the idea of the contest, but decided against it. Then I attempted to come up with a serious one and was flat stumped. The entire concept of writing a six word story goes against all formal writing teaching I have had.
On a somewhat related note, Faulkner is documented as having once made the following statement when asked his opinion of Hemingway: "He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary."
Hemingway's response: "Poor Faulkner, he thinks big emotions come from big words."
I hate it, go on, git!
In the words of the late John Candy in The Great Outdoors. Bear, bear, big. big... big bear. After all the bear is kinda hunting him right?
One man. One cast. One fish.
You know, there's alway next season
Hunting & fishing, not shooting and killing.
For Sale, Elephant Gun, Never Fired, Small Stain.
Freezing rain. Buck down. No knife
We came. We hunted. We ate.
Proud tradition, partisan bickering, heritage lost.
Climbed tree. Fell asleep. What deer?
Treestand. Big Buck. Missed shot. Hospital.
Reminds me of a telegram from college days.
"no mon no fun your son"
"to bad so sad your dad"
Drive to camp. Back for bullets. (Bullets can be switched for gun/pole/tackle box/or fishing buddy.)
No, I didn't see that turkey.
See Deer, Shoot Deer, Eat Deer.
oil refined fuel pumped exhaust thunders
Here's one from Russel Annabel,
Storming, enter cave, fur lined, exit.
From my days prior to owning an in-line muzzleloader almost verbatum how I told the story at camp.
"Wanted a bang. Heard a click"
For the old man...
"Want to go fishing? Thanks Dad."
Sights align. Powder ignites. Life cycles.
Saw geese. Guns blazed. Dogs fetched.
HUNTING AND FISHING, ARE OUR LIVES !
(There's six for ya folks !)
I hunt, I kill, I eat
One shot. Two frogs. Four legs.
Early rise. Setting sun. Heavy drag.
Entered contest. Struggled. Story was terrible.
Dad taught. I learned. My turn.
First bow. Big deer. This year?
From dawn to dusk, I endured.
Second chance, Grandpa's gun, Biggest buck.
Dog successful, hunter not. Excellent day.
yelp! yelp! hundred gobbles, invisible bird
Wonder what they're doing at work?
Empty collar. Lonely Hearth. Goodbye friend.
Stuck at work, F my life!
Thats the best you'll ever eat!
Deeter Fished! All Day! Got Skunked!
In timber stands huge elk... SHOOT!!
The fish were biting. All day.
First deer. Smiles, and hidden sadness.
Family camp, empty tag, full heart.
Dawn breaks, chilled; Twig snaps, warm
Five miles in, Bang! Work begins.
My Dad lived a hunter's life.
We hunted. Got Nothing. Back Tomorrow.
So bear....this...is......the...........end............
For Sale - Husband That Don't Hunt!
First season. Downed Buck. Father's pride.
300 miles. Beautiful sunrise. Forgot gun.
Checked distance. Fired. Watched deer run!
Used once, claw marks on stock
One Fly, Slow eddie, Bigggg fish
Fish to live. Fish to Die.
Growing son. Cast lines. Endless memories.
Skipped work, went fishing, great decision
Early morn, fine double, expansive meadow...
Water explodes! Line snaps. Forever wondering.
Twentyone Trout, Fifteen Redfish- GREAT DAY
Fast current, tight line, fish on!
Damn Rock Scratch. . ..
"Did you put the plug in?"
Democrats Agree, Gun Control wasn't problem.
Dad took me hunting. Thanks, Dad.
Heavy fog. Heard bear, shot horse.
Hunted Idaho. Harvested elk. Mighty tasty.
Exhausted twilight cast. Bobber suddenly disappears.
Sorry about the buckshot, Mr. Whittington.
And I heard my shot echo.
The breaking light showed his glory.
When Dad shot I was saved.
Woke early. Hunted hard. Slept soundly.
Good Better best practice makes perfect
Deer in sights. Diner served!
Cold, wet and four to take.
Rifle sighted in, no shots missed.
I came. I saw. Deer down!
no bait.no fish.bad day
Elk, moose, deer, quail, bear, yummy.
Up s@#$ creek without a paddle.
Tie. Cast. Set. Reel. Enjoy!
Proud father, but a jealous hunter.
First deer. Son's elated. Dad cries.
Truck's fueled, trailer's stocked, finally vacation!
Sunrise comes. Adventure unwinds. Remarkable day.
Just a glass with dinner, officer.
Flushed Quail, Shot, ooops......Dick Cheney
Fish on, wow, whoa baby, dang
Drew tag. Got elk. Very good.
Nerve racking fight. The fish won.
Florida keys, held breath....FISH ON!!!!
I could have sworn I saw antlers.
Hurry! Let out the line!
Wanted: Hunting adventure of a lifetime
Thanks dad.
Wow, 96 excellent entries and counting! I was expecting five or six.
Now you guys know the prize is literally just a sheet of printer paper and baseball cap, right? No fly rods, no sunglasses, no cool gadgets or guided fishing trips?
Grandpa hunted, Dad hunted, hunters forever..........
Daylight breaks, rifle cracks, memories made......
Stars. Sunrise. Others sleep. I shoot.
Man, I almost had that one!
One Man,One Mountain,One Elk.
Hunt deer or work? Easy choice.
Kids hunting. Smiles. Memories for life.
YEAH!!! BIG fish. That was FUN!!!
Grandson Freer two shots two Bucks
Startled awake,draw bow,Buck down
Once upon a time, fish on!
Prize is a hat. Why bother?
She glows as she cathches fish.
Story of my daughter which I hope holds true all her days...
I SHOULD HAVE SPELL CHECKED ABOVE.
STORY OF MY LIFE?!?
Vegetarian. Equal to bad hunter.
Took kids fishing. Happy ending.
Fish come, fish go, fish no'mo!!
"If only dad could see this!"
Kneeling by deer. Remembering struck dog.
Arrow released, deer harvested. Family fed.
World Record! Maybe? Need new line!
My wife said I could go.
Five words: Buster! Don't EAT the bird!
Buck. Aim. Click. @#*! Load shells.
Somebody stop me! Please see above.
Hands cold. Gun gone. Judged today.
Patient hands, leaders & flies. Thanks Dad.
Sharp recoil. Fading echoes. Trophy gone.
Awake early. Sit uncomplainingly. Reap blessings.
Big bear. Squishy pants. Ran fast.
Turkey, stalked. 357 magnum pistol. Dinner.
Hey Dad, can I cast now?
Early morning. New day. Beautiful life!
Grandpa taught me to fish
Awake. Seek. Harvest. Prepare. Eat. Sleep.
Granddad, father, to me. Same gun.
Or for more politically modern times....
Private acreage. No government red tape.
Big dog hunts, puppy's on porch.
Turkey is close. An itch. Gone.
"JAWS"
We're gonna need a bigger boat.
My boys. My boat. Our time.
One father. One son. One moment.
This seal walks into a club.
BANG....Dammit!!
I caught a fish... this big!
First time. Twenty gauge. Doe down.
skipped school, shot deer, told friends
skipped school, shot deer, told friends
GOD BLESS THE U S A.....
Bull stops....squeeze....click
Line taught! Splash! Goodbye expensive rod...
Crunch Crunch, bang, time with friends
cast, plop, retrieve, cast, plop grunt
THEY CALL IT FISHING NOT CATCHING
I fish. I hunt. I am.
Son's three. Loves outdoors. Awaiting Spring.
One whitetail.One shot. Full Freezer.
Fish on, get the net!....TROPHY
Last hunt, two down,he's gone.
Wanted: New wife, one who hunts.
I came, I saw, I conquered
Double barrel. Tragic nature. Heming’s way.
restless, rise, chase fleeting perfect moments
Field nstream
Offered paper
Poems wrote
SNW
Even in death, he was magnificent!
My first deer, a five point, piled up in the rocks after going a few yards. My father left his stand a few hundred yards away and and gave me a hand gutting it. I tied my drag rope around it's neck and gave a mighty tug with the result of no movement. I looked at him and said "He's stuck", to which my father replied:
"He ain't stuck...he's heavy". Boy, was he right.
I think I can get six words out of that.
Generations together, stories told, memories made.
Hidden in the blind, observing, cherishing.
All day. No Fish. Cold beer.
I farteth, I stinketh, I am!
I farteth, I stinketh, I am!
Sunrise. Glistening lake. Man versus muskie!
You took me.We conquered.Thankyou
We Hunt, Fish and have Fun!
Gone fishing.Be back when done.
Pee on fire. Stink! Out cold.
Hunt Hard, Eat Lots, Live Long.
Went to work.Then woke up...
Wedding dress. Unused. Swap for shotgun.
"This should hurt! And it did."
Hold my beer and watch this!
last day: "shhhhhhhhhhhh"; frozen, finger curls
Sorry. I just forgot the food.
Take that cell phone outside!
Who's been sleeping in my bed?
Draw tag or one bonus point?
Ice is determined by beer amounts.
Nasal Harry gets to sleep first.
What did you bring to eat?
Ernest ate shrimps with shells on.
Your wife called. I covered up.
She left. And so did I.
Frigid rain, trolling flats, walleye on!
Bear charges. Gun clicks. I run.
Tarponzilla hooked,tail dancer,tossed lure.
One shot, one kill, - ONE WISH
First Hunt, Dad misses, Kid Gloats.
Dog at side,life is good.
glassy surface reflecting grandpa suddenly shatters
New friends, warm fire, old whiskey.
New friends, warm fire, old whiskey.
Good friends, mountain campfire, stories told.
Frozen fingers. Sun in my eyes.
Father Time, Mother Nature, Feeding Family.
Husband hunting. Left wallet. Gone shopping!
Up all night.Asleep in woods.
You should have been here yesterday.
trophies can't hear her abandonment screaming
Big deer dad. Huge white Butt.
Bear racing. Rifle mounting. Still shaking.
fish, eat, sleep. Repeat as necessary.
"Fetch it here Jake! Good boy."
Eight hours fishing, bonded for life.
Lost fish. Missed deer. Where's Wife?
Fishing stories always exceed the truth.
First of all, these are great! But I can't pick only one.
"Divine majesty. Nature encompasses. Blessed forgetfulness."
"Nature's rapture. Simplicity Reigns. Abstraction rules."
Shotgun, used once, eunich husband included.
Title: Vacation
Went - fun - exhausted - home - need vacation.
I just missed by that much.
Pull, pull, sigh. Damn motor........................i did it in five.
"A day with dad, trophy bagged!!"
Mighty Hunters , Great Fisherman , Drunken Liars .
Take good aim squeeze trigger,oops!
how 'bout
Bobber down. White-tipped tailfin frying.
or
Tom gobbles. Jakes scatter. Remington speaks.
perhaps
Longbeard down. Morel and leek stuffing.
or, to describe this year's turkey hunt....
Hunter harassment. Returned. Big tom, facedown.
how 'bout
Bobber down. White-tipped tailfin frying.
or
Tom gobbles. Jakes scatter. Remington speaks.
perhaps
Longbeard down. Morel and leek stuffing.
or, to describe this year's turkey hunt....
Hunter harassment. Returned. Big tom, facedown.
Hmmm...
Came home late, drinking all day...
Son, please quit talking, we're hunting
Divorcee selling husband’s bass boat, CHEAP.
Foggy morning, lily pads, broken line.
The field,the stream and me.
Suns rising. Caught nothing. Great night!
Kee Kee Kee...Putt....Putt..Bang!
"FOOD" groundhog said....BANG!...groundhog dead!
Lifelong friend. Pastime shared. Empty stand.
fishing I like, Catching I love!
The ONE that got away.
Turd. Floor. Potty Training Mishap. Bummer.
HOLY COW! Get My Gun. damn
10 years ago. Damn good dog.
Guide service. Lake trout. Mighty good.
Gone FISHING!
"DAMN"
This one's going on the wall!
NO Trespassing. Monster buck. Another day.
Bad back. Had surgery. No hunting?
Minutes before sunrise. One feeling, freedom.
I missed. Wow! What a rush.
The wind, light and timing, perfect.
Went Huntin'. Big buck. Still Huntin'.
It's freezing, sun's rising, life's good!
Got laid off. Now I hunt.
Doe. Two Fawns. Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fished. Hunted. Got Drunk. Slept Great!
Still sore from the night before.
Cold and wet. Still I sit.
Deer camp. Anticipation. Traditions. Memories. Heaven.
Tough? My sh*t even has muscles!
Tough? My sh*t even has muscles!
I learned to hunt. I survived
Ahhhhh! Just one more cast!
Thousand miles traveled. Never left home.
Fish aren't biting. The mosquitos are.
cast,reel,hooked,hope for record
My Dad takes me hunting. Cool.
Found a million dollars, going fishing.
My first deer
Walked lots; heavy gear; heavier deer.
I hunted, saw elk, harvested same!
Born to hunt but gotta work.
Bow, woods, sunshine, hunting sweet isolation.
Hope Eternal.Just One More Cast.
Hunt, kill, cook, eat, enjoy, enjoy.
Life is best, experienced through experiment.
Disarm Americans? Over my dead body!
Fish I caught was THIS big...
Tradition passed. Memories last. Goodbye Uncle.
In at five,out at fivethirty
Winter, Summer, Spring, Fall, Surroundings, Seasons!
For the LOVE of THE HUNT.
Left door locked----Now it's open---
Left door locked----Now it's open---
Left door locked----Now it's open---
Trigger squeezed. Bull dropped. Dream realized.
Line tightened. Rod Bent. Spirit reeled.
Gun wanted. Barack Obama. Dream deferred.
Grizzly tracks. Muzzleloader misfired. Man missing.
The Hunting gene skipped a generation!!!!!
Many miles. Windy mountains. Prize attained.
Hesitant, he squeezed. Never looked back.
Hesitant, he squeezed. Never looked back.
Two-Hearted River, wade where he waded.
It exhaled its last proud breath.
Billy never did like that spot
Love Fishing? Love Hunting? DO IT!!!!
Anticipation. Excitement. Struggle. Learning. Success. Satisfaction.
Anticipation. Excitement. Struggle. Learning. Success. Satisfaction.
Your fish's Jumping....Bow To It!
Your fish's Jumping....Bow To It!
LEAKY WADERS...LOST FLIES....HAVIN' FUN!!!!!
Twilight. Shadows. One shot. No blood.
fished.fell.Got Wet.
lookit those teeth! you lip him.
fishing with my three kids, awesome!
fishing with my three kids, awesome!
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Empty collar. Lonely Hearth. Goodbye friend.
You know, there's alway next season
Emptied gun. Chased bird. Used club.
From my days prior to owning an in-line muzzleloader almost verbatum how I told the story at camp.
"Wanted a bang. Heard a click"
For the old man...
"Want to go fishing? Thanks Dad."
Please come home dear. All forgiven.
Climbed tree. Fell asleep. What deer?
Generations together, stories told, memories made.
Water explodes! Line snaps. Forever wondering.
Heavy fog. Heard bear, shot horse.
Entered contest. Struggled. Story was terrible.
First deer. Smiles, and hidden sadness.
"Did you put the plug in?"
Freezing rain. Buck down. No knife
Sights align. Powder ignites. Life cycles.
Dad took me hunting. Thanks, Dad.
Hunt Hard, Eat Lots, Live Long.
Dogwoods blooming. Gobbler singing. Shotgun sounding.
One man. One cast. One fish.
We came. We hunted. We ate.
Proud tradition, partisan bickering, heritage lost.
See Deer, Shoot Deer, Eat Deer.
Dad taught. I learned. My turn.
Dog successful, hunter not. Excellent day.
For Sale - Husband That Don't Hunt!
Used once, claw marks on stock
Sorry about the buckshot, Mr. Whittington.
Truck's fueled, trailer's stocked, finally vacation!
Prize is a hat. Why bother?
Hands cold. Gun gone. Judged today.
Hey Dad, can I cast now?
GOD BLESS THE U S A.....
Husband hunting. Left wallet. Gone shopping!
"FOOD" groundhog said....BANG!...groundhog dead!
Thousand miles traveled. Never left home.
fishing with my three kids, awesome!
Treestand. Big Buck. Missed shot. Hospital.
Reminds me of a telegram from college days.
"no mon no fun your son"
"to bad so sad your dad"
Drive to camp. Back for bullets. (Bullets can be switched for gun/pole/tackle box/or fishing buddy.)
HUNTING AND FISHING, ARE OUR LIVES !
(There's six for ya folks !)
I hunt, I kill, I eat
One shot. Two frogs. Four legs.
Early rise. Setting sun. Heavy drag.
First bow. Big deer. This year?
Second chance, Grandpa's gun, Biggest buck.
Thats the best you'll ever eat!
Family camp, empty tag, full heart.
Dawn breaks, chilled; Twig snaps, warm
My Dad lived a hunter's life.
First season. Downed Buck. Father's pride.
300 miles. Beautiful sunrise. Forgot gun.
Checked distance. Fired. Watched deer run!
Growing son. Cast lines. Endless memories.
Skipped work, went fishing, great decision
Twentyone Trout, Fifteen Redfish- GREAT DAY
Fast current, tight line, fish on!
Exhausted twilight cast. Bobber suddenly disappears.
And I heard my shot echo.
The breaking light showed his glory.
When Dad shot I was saved.
Woke early. Hunted hard. Slept soundly.
Good Better best practice makes perfect
no bait.no fish.bad day
First deer. Son's elated. Dad cries.
Hurry! Let out the line!
Wow, 96 excellent entries and counting! I was expecting five or six.
Now you guys know the prize is literally just a sheet of printer paper and baseball cap, right? No fly rods, no sunglasses, no cool gadgets or guided fishing trips?
Grandpa hunted, Dad hunted, hunters forever..........
Daylight breaks, rifle cracks, memories made......
Kids hunting. Smiles. Memories for life.
YEAH!!! BIG fish. That was FUN!!!
Vegetarian. Equal to bad hunter.
Took kids fishing. Happy ending.
"If only dad could see this!"
Five words: Buster! Don't EAT the bird!
Buck. Aim. Click. @#*! Load shells.
Big bear. Squishy pants. Ran fast.
Turkey, stalked. 357 magnum pistol. Dinner.
Granddad, father, to me. Same gun.
Or for more politically modern times....
Private acreage. No government red tape.
One father. One son. One moment.
This seal walks into a club.
skipped school, shot deer, told friends
Line taught! Splash! Goodbye expensive rod...
Last hunt, two down,he's gone.
Field nstream
Offered paper
Poems wrote
SNW
Even in death, he was magnificent!
Hold my beer and watch this!
Nasal Harry gets to sleep first.
What did you bring to eat?
Frigid rain, trolling flats, walleye on!
New friends, warm fire, old whiskey.
Good friends, mountain campfire, stories told.
Eight hours fishing, bonded for life.
"A day with dad, trophy bagged!!"
Mighty Hunters , Great Fisherman , Drunken Liars .
Divorcee selling husband’s bass boat, CHEAP.
Suns rising. Caught nothing. Great night!
The ONE that got away.
HOLY COW! Get My Gun. damn
Guide service. Lake trout. Mighty good.
Gone FISHING!
NO Trespassing. Monster buck. Another day.
The wind, light and timing, perfect.
Went Huntin'. Big buck. Still Huntin'.
Got laid off. Now I hunt.
Cold and wet. Still I sit.
My Dad takes me hunting. Cool.
Born to hunt but gotta work.
Bow, woods, sunshine, hunting sweet isolation.
Life is best, experienced through experiment.
Disarm Americans? Over my dead body!
In at five,out at fivethirty
For the LOVE of THE HUNT.
Billy never did like that spot
Boat for sale... on wife's orders.
"Overwhelming story contest responses break website."
Actually, that sounds more like a headline; but, you get the drift.
Mosquito bites. Stolen bait. Fish win.
Quit work. Only fish. No regrets.
Morning fog lifts, the meadow appears.
"Don't move!" "Two o'clock" "My God!"
Catch and Release, True Fisherman's Motto.
Boats above. Temptation follows. Don't bite!
Monday - Friday work. Weekend fish. Repeat.
Last light. Branches rustle. Adrenaline pumps.
I have to say that this is extremely difficult. At first I started to right some smart-ass six word reply to the idea of the contest, but decided against it. Then I attempted to come up with a serious one and was flat stumped. The entire concept of writing a six word story goes against all formal writing teaching I have had.
On a somewhat related note, Faulkner is documented as having once made the following statement when asked his opinion of Hemingway: "He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary."
Hemingway's response: "Poor Faulkner, he thinks big emotions come from big words."
In the words of the late John Candy in The Great Outdoors. Bear, bear, big. big... big bear. After all the bear is kinda hunting him right?
Hunting & fishing, not shooting and killing.
No, I didn't see that turkey.
Here's one from Russel Annabel,
Storming, enter cave, fur lined, exit.
Saw geese. Guns blazed. Dogs fetched.
Wonder what they're doing at work?
Five miles in, Bang! Work begins.
We hunted. Got Nothing. Back Tomorrow.
So bear....this...is......the...........end............
One Fly, Slow eddie, Bigggg fish
Fish to live. Fish to Die.
Damn Rock Scratch. . ..
Democrats Agree, Gun Control wasn't problem.
Hunted Idaho. Harvested elk. Mighty tasty.
Deer in sights. Diner served!
Cold, wet and four to take.
Rifle sighted in, no shots missed.
I came. I saw. Deer down!
Elk, moose, deer, quail, bear, yummy.
Up s@#$ creek without a paddle.
Tie. Cast. Set. Reel. Enjoy!
Proud father, but a jealous hunter.
Sunrise comes. Adventure unwinds. Remarkable day.
Just a glass with dinner, officer.
Flushed Quail, Shot, ooops......Dick Cheney
Fish on, wow, whoa baby, dang
Drew tag. Got elk. Very good.
Nerve racking fight. The fish won.
Florida keys, held breath....FISH ON!!!!
I could have sworn I saw antlers.
Wanted: Hunting adventure of a lifetime
Thanks dad.
Stars. Sunrise. Others sleep. I shoot.
Man, I almost had that one!
One Man,One Mountain,One Elk.
Hunt deer or work? Easy choice.
Grandson Freer two shots two Bucks
Startled awake,draw bow,Buck down
Once upon a time, fish on!
She glows as she cathches fish.
Story of my daughter which I hope holds true all her days...
I SHOULD HAVE SPELL CHECKED ABOVE.
STORY OF MY LIFE?!?
Fish come, fish go, fish no'mo!!
Kneeling by deer. Remembering struck dog.
Arrow released, deer harvested. Family fed.
World Record! Maybe? Need new line!
My wife said I could go.
Somebody stop me! Please see above.
Sharp recoil. Fading echoes. Trophy gone.
Awake early. Sit uncomplainingly. Reap blessings.
Early morning. New day. Beautiful life!
Grandpa taught me to fish
Awake. Seek. Harvest. Prepare. Eat. Sleep.
Big dog hunts, puppy's on porch.
Turkey is close. An itch. Gone.
"JAWS"
We're gonna need a bigger boat.
My boys. My boat. Our time.
BANG....Dammit!!
I caught a fish... this big!
First time. Twenty gauge. Doe down.
skipped school, shot deer, told friends
Bull stops....squeeze....click
Crunch Crunch, bang, time with friends
cast, plop, retrieve, cast, plop grunt
THEY CALL IT FISHING NOT CATCHING
I fish. I hunt. I am.
Son's three. Loves outdoors. Awaiting Spring.
One whitetail.One shot. Full Freezer.
Fish on, get the net!....TROPHY
Wanted: New wife, one who hunts.
I came, I saw, I conquered
Double barrel. Tragic nature. Heming’s way.
restless, rise, chase fleeting perfect moments
My first deer, a five point, piled up in the rocks after going a few yards. My father left his stand a few hundred yards away and and gave me a hand gutting it. I tied my drag rope around it's neck and gave a mighty tug with the result of no movement. I looked at him and said "He's stuck", to which my father replied:
"He ain't stuck...he's heavy". Boy, was he right.
I think I can get six words out of that.
Hidden in the blind, observing, cherishing.
All day. No Fish. Cold beer.
I farteth, I stinketh, I am!
Sunrise. Glistening lake. Man versus muskie!
You took me.We conquered.Thankyou
We Hunt, Fish and have Fun!
Gone fishing.Be back when done.
Pee on fire. Stink! Out cold.
Went to work.Then woke up...
Wedding dress. Unused. Swap for shotgun.
"This should hurt! And it did."
last day: "shhhhhhhhhhhh"; frozen, finger curls
Sorry. I just forgot the food.
Take that cell phone outside!
Who's been sleeping in my bed?
Draw tag or one bonus point?
Ice is determined by beer amounts.
Ernest ate shrimps with shells on.
Your wife called. I covered up.
She left. And so did I.
Bear charges. Gun clicks. I run.
Tarponzilla hooked,tail dancer,tossed lure.
One shot, one kill, - ONE WISH
First Hunt, Dad misses, Kid Gloats.
Dog at side,life is good.
glassy surface reflecting grandpa suddenly shatters
New friends, warm fire, old whiskey.
Frozen fingers. Sun in my eyes.
Father Time, Mother Nature, Feeding Family.
Up all night.Asleep in woods.
You should have been here yesterday.
trophies can't hear her abandonment screaming
Big deer dad. Huge white Butt.
Bear racing. Rifle mounting. Still shaking.
fish, eat, sleep. Repeat as necessary.
"Fetch it here Jake! Good boy."
Lost fish. Missed deer. Where's Wife?
Fishing stories always exceed the truth.
First of all, these are great! But I can't pick only one.
"Divine majesty. Nature encompasses. Blessed forgetfulness."
"Nature's rapture. Simplicity Reigns. Abstraction rules."
Shotgun, used once, eunich husband included.
Title: Vacation
Went - fun - exhausted - home - need vacation.
I just missed by that much.
Pull, pull, sigh. Damn motor........................i did it in five.
Take good aim squeeze trigger,oops!
how 'bout
Bobber down. White-tipped tailfin frying.
or
Tom gobbles. Jakes scatter. Remington speaks.
perhaps
Longbeard down. Morel and leek stuffing.
or, to describe this year's turkey hunt....
Hunter harassment. Returned. Big tom, facedown.
how 'bout
Bobber down. White-tipped tailfin frying.
or
Tom gobbles. Jakes scatter. Remington speaks.
perhaps
Longbeard down. Morel and leek stuffing.
or, to describe this year's turkey hunt....
Hunter harassment. Returned. Big tom, facedown.
Son, please quit talking, we're hunting
Foggy morning, lily pads, broken line.
The field,the stream and me.
Kee Kee Kee...Putt....Putt..Bang!
Lifelong friend. Pastime shared. Empty stand.
fishing I like, Catching I love!
10 years ago. Damn good dog.
"DAMN"
This one's going on the wall!
Bad back. Had surgery. No hunting?
Minutes before sunrise. One feeling, freedom.
I missed. Wow! What a rush.
It's freezing, sun's rising, life's good!
Fished. Hunted. Got Drunk. Slept Great!
Still sore from the night before.
Deer camp. Anticipation. Traditions. Memories. Heaven.
Tough? My sh*t even has muscles!
I learned to hunt. I survived
Ahhhhh! Just one more cast!
Fish aren't biting. The mosquitos are.
cast,reel,hooked,hope for record
Found a million dollars, going fishing.
My first deer
Walked lots; heavy gear; heavier deer.
I hunted, saw elk, harvested same!
Hope Eternal.Just One More Cast.
Hunt, kill, cook, eat, enjoy, enjoy.
Fish I caught was THIS big...
Winter, Summer, Spring, Fall, Surroundings, Seasons!
Left door locked----Now it's open---
Left door locked----Now it's open---
Left door locked----Now it's open---
Trigger squeezed. Bull dropped. Dream realized.
Line tightened. Rod Bent. Spirit reeled.
Gun wanted. Barack Obama. Dream deferred.
Grizzly tracks. Muzzleloader misfired. Man missing.
The Hunting gene skipped a generation!!!!!
Many miles. Windy mountains. Prize attained.
Hesitant, he squeezed. Never looked back.
Two-Hearted River, wade where he waded.
It exhaled its last proud breath.
Love Fishing? Love Hunting? DO IT!!!!
Anticipation. Excitement. Struggle. Learning. Success. Satisfaction.
Anticipation. Excitement. Struggle. Learning. Success. Satisfaction.
Your fish's Jumping....Bow To It!
Your fish's Jumping....Bow To It!
LEAKY WADERS...LOST FLIES....HAVIN' FUN!!!!!
Twilight. Shadows. One shot. No blood.
fished.fell.Got Wet.
lookit those teeth! you lip him.
fishing with my three kids, awesome!
A six word story. I offer two of them:
1. Child giggles, first fish, proud Dad.
2. Pond still, duck's descending, heart pounding.
Teach children: cunning,pursuit,perserverance.
Crappie fishermen don't like carp fishermen
Aah! Creation sings. Finally outdoors again.
Chad offers
Readers contest
Hits rise
SBW
The Lake,Land a Steward alone.
downpour today. ticks everywhere - no fish.
yrs-
Evan!
Snoopy pole. Orange life-jacket. Passion begins.
Damp morning. Stiff hands. Full Well.
Long night. Early morning. Cold Water.
Father, daughter. Blue Gulf. Needed smiles.
I am going to be writing these things down all day! Maybe I will come up with something good at some point. Thanks for the challenge!!
Bull elk. Within range. Squeeze trigger!
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