Dang it. It started last year, with a severely diminished drive to hunt. I would have to force myself to go. Finally, after friends noticed and advised me to get checked out, I went to the Dr and found I had low T, and I mean LOW T, bottomed out basically. So, I begin T therapy, and within a couple of months I noticed my desire was increasing to do the things I love to do, but the desire to hunt was still low. I had hoped, with a few more months of therapy, that the desire would return. FF to this season. Here it is, bow opener, and I have hardly any desire to get out there. Granted I never was much of a bow hunter, but I always went and used bow season as a scouting tool on my place, to find where the deer were moving, and by setting up at different stand locations on my place I could make a fair prediction of where I needed to be on opening day of ML season and subsequently rifle. I don't foresee a desire to even ML hunt at this point, and I haven't even gotten my MLs out to shoot them this year. No pity party and not asking for sympathy, just stating what's going on with this formerly dedicated hunter. Getting older just comes with changes I guess. I do, however have an increased interest in shooting overall. I've moved from a centerfire long range obsession to shooting .22s in competition now and I'm enjoying that. I had a good friend tell me a few years ago, (he's about 4 years older than I, and we share the same interests, although he was THE epitome of a die hard deer hunter when we were young and up into our 40s even) that he believed he had gotten to where he'd rather shoot, practice and competition, than to hunt now. I thought that to be a strong statement from the man I'd known to literally live in the woods during each bow season for many years, killing the top tier bucks the mtn had to offer each year. But now I seem to find myself on a similar path. Just got to roll with it and see where it ends up I guess. Good luck to everyone this entire season, bow, ML, and rifle, and be absolutely certain to wear your safety harness each and every time you climb into your stands!
Ramble....off.