My name is Mike Ansel, and I have spent over 50 years enjoying all the benefits that come with being an outdoors person.  I come from a family of six (6) boys, who’s father (Norm) loved to hunt and fish.  By the time we were 2-3 years old we were reeling in the “big” ones, and tromping behind our hero (my dad) after pheasants as soon as we could carry two rosters in our vest!  By the time we were old enough to “legally” hunt we would have contest to see who would bag the most pheasants.  It wasn’t unusual to fill our bag limit for the season.  My how times have changed!  Now-a-days just to see a pheasant is something to cackle about.

My brothers all live in the same town we were raised in here in Michigan, and we all hunt when we can.  My brother Darryl is probably the most extreme hunter in the clan, as he hits the woods at least 100 days a year.  He has a wonderful wife! (God bless her)  I have had some success when it comes to bagging some “bragging” sized critters, but in no way do I consider myself a trophy hunter.  Most of my hunting is done with a bow, and all of my record book animals have been felled by a well placed arrow-well maybe not so well placed at times! Four whitetail, two caribou, and a 500 pound black bear are part of the menagerie in my den.

I will be posting stories from the past and present, as I draw from the fertile memories of my days afield. The times when all your knowledge and efforts paid off, and those times when you “blew” it, will be written about.  Stay tuned!

Mike

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May 03, 2008 | 3 comments | Uncategorized | By 4bigbucks

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