The Blaze Orange Blog...........

I know, I know, it's tradition in Wisconsin to look for the Blaze Orange hat, scarf, coat or whatever scrap of Blaze a man can spy from a moving vehicle while traveling to the great North woods to Gun Deer Hunt. I, for one, tend to hide all of my Blaze Orange gear neatly in a little rubbermaid tote box jammed with dirt wafers to scent mask all of my musk. Once at Deer Camp I carefully unpack my Blaze Orange jewels and markedly display them out on the front porch of the cabin to get some fresh air. 

Most gentlemen, while riding along in their Cadillac, Honda, SUV or Station Wagon give a knowing nod when passing or being passed. This is the Deer Hunter's unspoken Credo. It's more than the Jeep wave. It's more than the infamous Harley thumbs up. It's more than the classic car  rally beep. This is what they call the Blaze Orange Man Signal. We all have experienced the awkwardness of this phenomenon. That moment when you pass by that jalopy and the seven bearded dudes in the car stare at you with that grin. You know what I'm talking about. You give the nod back as you tighten your sunglasses up to your face and check the rearview mirror, as to look inconspicuous, and reset your cruise control to roll on.

Depending on your Deer Hunting season outcome, the ride home may or may not be as rewarding. When you have that Giant whitetail buck strapped to your hood or bumper, you can just feel the digital cameras snapping shots of your prized animal as you slide down the freeway only hoping they were papparazzi and /or hopefully the same guys you nodded at on the way up. When you have a tiny doe squeezed into the trunk of your El Camino with one little leg sticking up, and you feel like you've conquered the quarry, but your not quite willing to Facebook about it, if you know what I mean.

So, my fellow Hunters, I say to you: Never forget to nod at the passerby when you spy a scrap of Blaze Orange. Always have a celebritory Beer when butchering that tiny little Doe. And whatever walk of life your from, always remember this shit is better than working!!

Thanks,

Bob Nash