



November 07, 2012
A Tip for a Happier Marriage During Hunting Season
By Phil Bourjaily
This is me with my first rooster of the year, always a noteworthy event. Almost equally important is this: even though you can see that Jed wanted to jump out of my arms and keep hunting I called my limit one bird and went home. I got back a little earlier than I told my wife I would and had daylight left for some leaf raking.
Having now been married for 29 hunting seasons I can offer this observation: It is not so much the time you spend in the field that leads to disharmony during the fall. Coming home later than you said you would be home is what causes problems.
The mistake made by husbands (I can speak only from a male perspective here) is this: when their wives ask when they will get back, they pick an unrealistically early return time, trying to minimize the inconvenience of being gone all day.
The problem is, once you name a time it becomes a Deadline in the mind of a spouse. You will be held to it and if you miss it even by a little bit and you are Late. Marital strife and grousing about hunting season ensues. I learned this long time ago.
So, instead of trying to sugarcoat the idea of ducking out on family responsibility to go hunting by saying you won’t be gone long, suck it up and announce your return time using the “latest time plus half an hour plus fifteen minutes” formula.
Think of the latest time you will get back. Figure the end of legal shooting time, plus time to get back to the truck plus drive time home. Then add half an hour because it always takes longer than you think it will to load gear, visit with other hunters you run into, stop at the convenience store for beef jerky and pop, and so on. Then tack on 15 more minutes to give yourself an added cushion. That’s when you say you will be come. Voila. You now have set an easily attainable deadline and you will arrive home on time or even early from hunting. (For deer and big game hunting you have to add: “I’ll be late if I get one. I’ll call if I do.”)
By following this rule, you get home at the same time you would have gotten home anyway, but because you are not “late” there is no problem. Your spouse is actually happy to see you when you step in the door.
I told the friend who snapped this picture the “latest time plus half an hour plus 15 minutes” formula. He laughed and said “I got you beat. I just tell my wife I’ll be home by sunrise.” I guess that works too but I am not brave enough to try it.
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Good post Phil, Can't say I've had to deal with this yet because I'm still in college but I sure have seen my pops catch some hell for it. I will take note of this for when I get married in the future.
Yep, learned this lesson the hard way. The other part is my spouse has learned that if something does come up I will call and that sometimes it can't be avoided.
this is genius. i think that i'm going to adopt that formula for a number of other life activities
this is genius. i think that i'm going to adopt that formula for a number of other life activities
Not a bad formula. I think, in my case at least, I might even add an "if I'm late, you can buy a new pair of shoes" clause, too! That way, she might actually be disappointed if I'm not late!
Happy wife happy life my uncle always said. No point in lying to them theory is just tell em you'll be gone all day and come home early if the hunting isn't up to par.
When momma ain't happy...ain't nobody happy.
Learned this the hard way. I was going deer hunting at a new spot and really wasnt sure how long to get there and back and what I would find there. Wife asked when I would be back, I didnt have an answer so I wise cracked I would be home before you wake up. Obviosly that wasnt going to happen. I got a call at 9:30am wondering where I was. I responded I wouldnt be home till after dark. She hung up the phone. I had a rough night on the couch that night. It is all about expectations and perception.
I always make my friend, Dave, drive that way I can blame it all on him yuk yuk. actually I told her I would be home before the rooster crows, Hell, I shot that rooster 30 some years ago. We made an aggrement when we got hitched that she would not interfere with my hunting and I would not interfere with anything she wanted to do.Your formula would never work for me because it seems there is always one more thing to do before I go home.
Phil, been there done that for 39 years and counting.
BTW I believe it was you that said Remington gun club ammo was good stuff so I bought a case (1 oz #6 shot). Took the Beretta 687 Diamond Pigeon EELL out to Ed Davis game bird farm with that ammo. Took 3 pheasants and 13 Georgia giant bob whites with only 2 misses. Folded a pheasant that was waaaay out there too. Thanks for the tip. Good ammo and the shoulder didn't take the pounding I get from heavy 1 1/8 oz loads.
After 33 seasons which included more than several hunting trips with the wife, including wading along to the duck blind while pregnant, I have found its just easier to take her with you. A shotgun or two for her birthday that I can borrow (;-). Had her first pheasant mounted a few years back.
She did finally learn to use a climbing tree stand this year. I think she could use a new bow for Christmas. Maybe I can set it up where she can't pull it back and I have to use it.
She's pretty good about it...most of the time. As much as I hate the cell phone tether, I put it on vibrate and stick it in my pocket so she can call when she gets worried or frustrated, which seems to happen at least once every turkey season.
I agree with Phil 100% here, based on past troubles. I too have set unrealistically early return times, just to make the wife feel better about me being gone all day. But if I'm 45 minutes past due, I'm getting the Stink Eye the rest of the day from her. Now I say a time that is very easily attained, I get home 10 minutes before that, and I'm a hero. Also, I call as I get close to home, and ask if she needs me to pick up anything on my way home. Happy Wife, Happy Life. With this, it doesn't seem to matter if I'm gone 5 days, or 8 days in the autumn to hunt.
you guys getting home early better be careful or you'll catch "louie the lip".
And I think "Buckstopper" has the right idea.
If you take her with you, you don't have to kiss her by.
Smart "buckstopper".
you guys getting home early better be careful or you'll catch "louie the lip".
And I think "Buckstopper" has the right idea.
If you take her with you, you don't have to kiss her by.
Smart "buckstopper".
Well before I ever tied the knot I told my intended bride that when it came to hunting and fishing, "I'll be home when I get home". It was understood between us that it would never become an issue. That was around 55 years ago and it has never been a problem. You just have to pick the right gal to marry.
Measuring the length of your marriage not by years but by hunting seasons. That is a true sportsman with a good tolerant wife. Bless her.
Encourage your wife to hunt with you! My wife was my hunting partner for years. She walked many a pheasant haunts for miles. Shot an Ithaca Model 37 with the stock cutdown. We shot trap on Wed. nites to sharpen up for the weekends in Eastern WA. Pressure cooked chicken in the Coral Tavern in Moses Lake, WA that evening. Now that is a happy marriage!!
My lovely wife learned to expect the unexpected during hunting season. For moose hunting the rule was that she was not to call out the search and rescue until I was two days overdue. It was difficult for her since I often went to the bush for a week or two at a time. And I hunted alone (though usually had my lab along). But I think she lived by the golden rule that will always make any marriage work: Spouses who truly love their partners will love seeing them enjoy themselves. Indeed, they will take great joy in it. She also accepted the fact that driving back and forth sixty miles for day moose hunting was much more dangerous, especially as I got older. How true that turned out to be. While visiting her family she was fatally injured in a car accident two years ago last month.
For typical day trips (i.e. hunting birds) there never was a set time for me to return unless some other family obligation required my attendance (e.g. church dinner or kids' functions). Except for those situations I don't recall her ever asking for a set time when I would return from a day of hunting. Also, I never had a cell phone until the last year or so of our marriage. She was an exceptional wife. But she didn't think so. One in a million that's for sure.
Dave, great advice. It also helps to marry a girl who has a hunting father and/or brothers in the family. That way they know what to expect. Somewhat.
Dave, great advice. It also helps to marry a girl who has a hunting father and/or brothers in the family. That way they know what to expect. Somewhat.
Very relevant topic, great philosophy and reasonable solutions offered...except, I tend to hunt in mountainous national forest where cell phones do not work nor is the the walk back to the trail-head very predictable. Solution, I bought a transponder with a feature that allows the satellite transmission of an "I'm OK" message that also has my coordinates and an aerial image of the spot. She calls up her email and gets periodic reassurance. When all else fails...learn how to grovel, properly operate the vacuum and develop the necessary culinary skills to cook a gourmet dinner along with the initiative to clean the dishes afterward. Remember, you are the king of your domicile as long as the Empress gets the final word.
Why is it the wife stays home? Is upland hunting a sexist activity? Speak up some of you gals! All of these guys expect you to stay home.
I've tried taking my wife on easy hunts but she is just not interested. Fine with me. I think it's good for each spouse to have their own interests on their own time.
O Honker: Sounds like you were a fortunate man indeed. Which makes me even more sorry for your loss.
About a zillion years ago I got into a real mess sheep hunting in Alaska. My guide and I were rescued. We staggered into the metropolis of McGrath, a newspaper reporter wanted to talk to me about my harrowing adventure and I said only after I call my wife to let her know I was OK. (TV was a novelty in those days). After telling my wife we were safe and mostly sound, she wanted to know what I was talking about. Somewhat taken aback, I explained we were ten days late from a sheep hunt. Oh, she said, " I thought you were having good luck, bad luck, or just a good time".
Women... Can't live with 'em and they can't pee standing up!
Knappster...Yes they can! I was fishing out of an Alaskan Lodge...think it was in Yakatat, AK. and this gal was fishing/staying there with a few guys as I remember. She raved about this funnel apparatus she had bought so she could stand up with the guys and pee when they took a fishing break. She went on, and on about how it worked, and how great it was...embarrassed the heck out of me.
And now that explains why I am always in hot water this time of year.
Or you could just bring your spouse with you. I got my GF into hunting several years ago and she loves it.
Correction: It was the RIPPLE TAVERN where we had the pressure steamed chicken after our Moses Lake hunts, not the Corral that was locatdd in the center of town. We stayed in the "Jet Motel", old units that had a kitchenette in the room, and stations to clean your birds out back. We belonged to the O'Sullivan Grange that provided you a visible permit to put on your back, and then gave you access to about 70 farms with sugar beets, and stubble corn to hunt, hairy ditches, exceptional cover. They put their sign on the telephone poles, and you didn't even have to ask just enter and hunt. A permit cost you $10 and they fed you in the Grange Hall on opening day. Pheasants like they have on good years in South Dakota. We hunted over a big, male Shorthair like Phil owns named Ripper. Now those were the days that make for a good marraige.
I can't hunt like that. Besides, who the Hell do women think they are? Have you ever said to a woman..."I need to know exactly what time you will return from shopping?"
No....you haven't.
Come on guys....the American male is being neutered.
"I'll be home when I'm done hunting....I'll give you a call when me and the dog are loaded up and on the way back."
haverod..HAHAHA Absolutely. I've got buddies that have to pull over the car on a trip to call home and report in to their wives. I was fishing with a guy one time, and just before the takeout he yells, "Oh, my God!" "Is it 4:30 PM?!" We rushed off, trailered the boat, and I left a $900 rod/reel/line on the bank at the boat ramp for someone else to own. No thanks. You hit the head right on the nail !
Until the health of my parents became a problem, I always left my cell phone in the car.
These days I see guys talking to the wife every 30 minutes making small talk..."What are you doing?" " I miss you too." ....etc....GET A ROOM.
The woman fell for you BECAUSE you were a bloodsport fanatic. Then the first thing they do is to try and change how you operate.....and when you do...they don't like what they get, so they whine even more.
Great some balls American men...and by the way "Soccer still sucks"... GO NFL.
;)
Yeah ok,I came home a day and a half early from a four day hunt thinking she would be happy to.see me. Not so much she said I should've stayed out there indefinitely..Lmao
Great Post. Taking all this in consideration for the next season for sure.
Clinchknot, hunting is one of the few remaining sexist activities we males get to enjoy.
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After 33 seasons which included more than several hunting trips with the wife, including wading along to the duck blind while pregnant, I have found its just easier to take her with you. A shotgun or two for her birthday that I can borrow (;-). Had her first pheasant mounted a few years back.
She did finally learn to use a climbing tree stand this year. I think she could use a new bow for Christmas. Maybe I can set it up where she can't pull it back and I have to use it.
When momma ain't happy...ain't nobody happy.
Not a bad formula. I think, in my case at least, I might even add an "if I'm late, you can buy a new pair of shoes" clause, too! That way, she might actually be disappointed if I'm not late!
Happy wife happy life my uncle always said. No point in lying to them theory is just tell em you'll be gone all day and come home early if the hunting isn't up to par.
Learned this the hard way. I was going deer hunting at a new spot and really wasnt sure how long to get there and back and what I would find there. Wife asked when I would be back, I didnt have an answer so I wise cracked I would be home before you wake up. Obviosly that wasnt going to happen. I got a call at 9:30am wondering where I was. I responded I wouldnt be home till after dark. She hung up the phone. I had a rough night on the couch that night. It is all about expectations and perception.
I always make my friend, Dave, drive that way I can blame it all on him yuk yuk. actually I told her I would be home before the rooster crows, Hell, I shot that rooster 30 some years ago. We made an aggrement when we got hitched that she would not interfere with my hunting and I would not interfere with anything she wanted to do.Your formula would never work for me because it seems there is always one more thing to do before I go home.
About a zillion years ago I got into a real mess sheep hunting in Alaska. My guide and I were rescued. We staggered into the metropolis of McGrath, a newspaper reporter wanted to talk to me about my harrowing adventure and I said only after I call my wife to let her know I was OK. (TV was a novelty in those days). After telling my wife we were safe and mostly sound, she wanted to know what I was talking about. Somewhat taken aback, I explained we were ten days late from a sheep hunt. Oh, she said, " I thought you were having good luck, bad luck, or just a good time".
Good post Phil, Can't say I've had to deal with this yet because I'm still in college but I sure have seen my pops catch some hell for it. I will take note of this for when I get married in the future.
Yep, learned this lesson the hard way. The other part is my spouse has learned that if something does come up I will call and that sometimes it can't be avoided.
this is genius. i think that i'm going to adopt that formula for a number of other life activities
this is genius. i think that i'm going to adopt that formula for a number of other life activities
Phil, been there done that for 39 years and counting.
BTW I believe it was you that said Remington gun club ammo was good stuff so I bought a case (1 oz #6 shot). Took the Beretta 687 Diamond Pigeon EELL out to Ed Davis game bird farm with that ammo. Took 3 pheasants and 13 Georgia giant bob whites with only 2 misses. Folded a pheasant that was waaaay out there too. Thanks for the tip. Good ammo and the shoulder didn't take the pounding I get from heavy 1 1/8 oz loads.
She's pretty good about it...most of the time. As much as I hate the cell phone tether, I put it on vibrate and stick it in my pocket so she can call when she gets worried or frustrated, which seems to happen at least once every turkey season.
I agree with Phil 100% here, based on past troubles. I too have set unrealistically early return times, just to make the wife feel better about me being gone all day. But if I'm 45 minutes past due, I'm getting the Stink Eye the rest of the day from her. Now I say a time that is very easily attained, I get home 10 minutes before that, and I'm a hero. Also, I call as I get close to home, and ask if she needs me to pick up anything on my way home. Happy Wife, Happy Life. With this, it doesn't seem to matter if I'm gone 5 days, or 8 days in the autumn to hunt.
you guys getting home early better be careful or you'll catch "louie the lip".
And I think "Buckstopper" has the right idea.
If you take her with you, you don't have to kiss her by.
Smart "buckstopper".
you guys getting home early better be careful or you'll catch "louie the lip".
And I think "Buckstopper" has the right idea.
If you take her with you, you don't have to kiss her by.
Smart "buckstopper".
Well before I ever tied the knot I told my intended bride that when it came to hunting and fishing, "I'll be home when I get home". It was understood between us that it would never become an issue. That was around 55 years ago and it has never been a problem. You just have to pick the right gal to marry.
Measuring the length of your marriage not by years but by hunting seasons. That is a true sportsman with a good tolerant wife. Bless her.
Encourage your wife to hunt with you! My wife was my hunting partner for years. She walked many a pheasant haunts for miles. Shot an Ithaca Model 37 with the stock cutdown. We shot trap on Wed. nites to sharpen up for the weekends in Eastern WA. Pressure cooked chicken in the Coral Tavern in Moses Lake, WA that evening. Now that is a happy marriage!!
My lovely wife learned to expect the unexpected during hunting season. For moose hunting the rule was that she was not to call out the search and rescue until I was two days overdue. It was difficult for her since I often went to the bush for a week or two at a time. And I hunted alone (though usually had my lab along). But I think she lived by the golden rule that will always make any marriage work: Spouses who truly love their partners will love seeing them enjoy themselves. Indeed, they will take great joy in it. She also accepted the fact that driving back and forth sixty miles for day moose hunting was much more dangerous, especially as I got older. How true that turned out to be. While visiting her family she was fatally injured in a car accident two years ago last month.
For typical day trips (i.e. hunting birds) there never was a set time for me to return unless some other family obligation required my attendance (e.g. church dinner or kids' functions). Except for those situations I don't recall her ever asking for a set time when I would return from a day of hunting. Also, I never had a cell phone until the last year or so of our marriage. She was an exceptional wife. But she didn't think so. One in a million that's for sure.
Dave, great advice. It also helps to marry a girl who has a hunting father and/or brothers in the family. That way they know what to expect. Somewhat.
Dave, great advice. It also helps to marry a girl who has a hunting father and/or brothers in the family. That way they know what to expect. Somewhat.
Very relevant topic, great philosophy and reasonable solutions offered...except, I tend to hunt in mountainous national forest where cell phones do not work nor is the the walk back to the trail-head very predictable. Solution, I bought a transponder with a feature that allows the satellite transmission of an "I'm OK" message that also has my coordinates and an aerial image of the spot. She calls up her email and gets periodic reassurance. When all else fails...learn how to grovel, properly operate the vacuum and develop the necessary culinary skills to cook a gourmet dinner along with the initiative to clean the dishes afterward. Remember, you are the king of your domicile as long as the Empress gets the final word.
Why is it the wife stays home? Is upland hunting a sexist activity? Speak up some of you gals! All of these guys expect you to stay home.
I've tried taking my wife on easy hunts but she is just not interested. Fine with me. I think it's good for each spouse to have their own interests on their own time.
O Honker: Sounds like you were a fortunate man indeed. Which makes me even more sorry for your loss.
Women... Can't live with 'em and they can't pee standing up!
Knappster...Yes they can! I was fishing out of an Alaskan Lodge...think it was in Yakatat, AK. and this gal was fishing/staying there with a few guys as I remember. She raved about this funnel apparatus she had bought so she could stand up with the guys and pee when they took a fishing break. She went on, and on about how it worked, and how great it was...embarrassed the heck out of me.
And now that explains why I am always in hot water this time of year.
Or you could just bring your spouse with you. I got my GF into hunting several years ago and she loves it.
Correction: It was the RIPPLE TAVERN where we had the pressure steamed chicken after our Moses Lake hunts, not the Corral that was locatdd in the center of town. We stayed in the "Jet Motel", old units that had a kitchenette in the room, and stations to clean your birds out back. We belonged to the O'Sullivan Grange that provided you a visible permit to put on your back, and then gave you access to about 70 farms with sugar beets, and stubble corn to hunt, hairy ditches, exceptional cover. They put their sign on the telephone poles, and you didn't even have to ask just enter and hunt. A permit cost you $10 and they fed you in the Grange Hall on opening day. Pheasants like they have on good years in South Dakota. We hunted over a big, male Shorthair like Phil owns named Ripper. Now those were the days that make for a good marraige.
I can't hunt like that. Besides, who the Hell do women think they are? Have you ever said to a woman..."I need to know exactly what time you will return from shopping?"
No....you haven't.
Come on guys....the American male is being neutered.
"I'll be home when I'm done hunting....I'll give you a call when me and the dog are loaded up and on the way back."
haverod..HAHAHA Absolutely. I've got buddies that have to pull over the car on a trip to call home and report in to their wives. I was fishing with a guy one time, and just before the takeout he yells, "Oh, my God!" "Is it 4:30 PM?!" We rushed off, trailered the boat, and I left a $900 rod/reel/line on the bank at the boat ramp for someone else to own. No thanks. You hit the head right on the nail !
Until the health of my parents became a problem, I always left my cell phone in the car.
These days I see guys talking to the wife every 30 minutes making small talk..."What are you doing?" " I miss you too." ....etc....GET A ROOM.
The woman fell for you BECAUSE you were a bloodsport fanatic. Then the first thing they do is to try and change how you operate.....and when you do...they don't like what they get, so they whine even more.
Great some balls American men...and by the way "Soccer still sucks"... GO NFL.
;)
Yeah ok,I came home a day and a half early from a four day hunt thinking she would be happy to.see me. Not so much she said I should've stayed out there indefinitely..Lmao
Great Post. Taking all this in consideration for the next season for sure.
Clinchknot, hunting is one of the few remaining sexist activities we males get to enjoy.
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