Losing Stuff

So the good news is, I had a terrific goose hunt the other day. The bad news is, I got home and couldn't find my rangefinder. I had used it to make sure I was setting up a legal distance from the nearby farmouse (Iowa law is no shooting within 200 yards of occupied buildings. The house was 352 yards from my blind), and to see how far my blind was from my farthest decoy (28 yards). Then I tossed the rangefinder into my blind and fiddled with the decoys some more.

But, when I arrived home I had three geese but no rangefinder. It wasn't in my bag, nor in my blind, nor in any of my pockets. My wife watched me rummage through my gear as I looked for it.

"You can't go hunting without losing stuff," I explained. "There's just too much to keep track of. Everybody loses things."

"Maybe it's just you," she said. We have been married almost 31 years. She knows me pretty well.

"No, it's everybody," I insisted.

Next day I went back to the field and found the rangefinder right where my blind had been. It must have bounced out when I pitched it in. So, the story has a happy ending. I shot my geese and found my rangefinder. The only item of consequence I have lost this year is a spiffy snow camo ballcap from Cabelas that blew off my head in the field one day and disappeared into the snow (I couldn't chase it, there were geese coming). I lost my ghillie jacket for about a week, and finally found it in the field where it had fallen out of a decoy bag. Ghillie jackets, by the way, are among the hardest things in the world to spot once you lose them.

Net for the season, I am down one hat, which isn't too bad, really. So, doesn't everybody else lose stuff, too, or is it really just me?