The hunter calls me an hour before he'll be due home, enough time to warn me to sort the house out (put beer in the fridge and get dinner on!) and prepare for his return. There's alot of sorting of smelly, wet gear to be dealt to when he gets back! Not to mention the ducks to deal with. Luckily this time, due to the damp nature of the weekend, we're hanging them for a couple of days before we have to pluck them, a slight reprieve... but watch this space.
So, it's camo nets, jackets and tarps off the trailer and onto the clothesline. Who'd have ever thought I'd be sharing the line I hang my designer jeans on with smelly, duck blood soaked gear, needless to say I'll be hosing it down before I hang my smalls back on that line!
The compulsory line-up of ducks on the back lawn for a photo, re-pitch the tent to let it dry out, fill a laundry bag with wet clothes, the list goes on. And most important of all (he'll say) is to get the guns out and clean them. Getting all the rust off is vital to the continuing smooth action of the weapon, and the lifespan of it too. Yes, this means dismantling the whole thing, drying, and oiling all the wee nooks and crannies. It's a mission, but worthwhile, and much easier with a beer. Meanwhile, I'm told all the stories from the weekend, some short, some not so...
The sooner you get all this done, the sooner you'll have the house back to normal and can actually start to enjoy having your hunter home.
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