There's a lot of folks that like to give special names to deer that they are pursuing, but my sons and I have our own tradition: naming our hunting gear. Our sacred rule, though, is that you can only give a weapon a name after it is used to get game. Examples: my son's compound bow that's been used to shoot two does: Doe-Hammer (The Hobbit reference) My shotgun that has gotten quail: Winger A very old fishing pole that my dad used that the other son inherited: Old Yeller (it's painted yellow, similar to the color of a school bus) Silly, I know, but it adds to the fun for us. Do any of you do this kind of thing?
I name tree stands so that logistics is faster. I also name Target bucks as my properties tend to hold the same deer year after year.
Hell I did not know you could get bucks at Target, as I usually do not spend many hours to shoot a buck I want to do the curbside pick up.
I've only named one inanimate object that I can think of, which was my first diesel pickup. It was an '01 Dodge Cummins with a straight 4" pipe on it. It was heavy, slow, and loud as hell. I started calling it "Big Bertha", as she was overbearingly loud & proud, but steady & dependable to get the job done. My BIL and I have names for some of our elk hunting areas too; First elk spot, The Knob, The Moose Pond, The New Moose Pond, Huckleberry, The Powerline, Old Faithful, Hidden Draw, The Backside, and my favorite one because I think it's funny, the Fornicating Frog Pond. It is a little pond about 15 yards across that is absolutely loaded with frogs. The edge of the water all the way around it ripples like crazy when you walk up to it and spook them.
LOL Yep! My sons and I named some our hunting areas years ago, but now I'm about 2,000 miles away from our old hunting grounds and will have come until with names for new places. Some of the names we had were: Swirly Valley (a valley that had a lot of deer but the wind swirled about making it a beast to hunt), Crabapple Orchard (a small "orchard" of apples planted decades ago that had nice bucks in it) and Bear Hill, a small hill where a black bear lurked, but we never went up there as we were a bit intimidated.
I'd be careful discussing that in public, someone overhearing that discussion could make some pretty weird conclusions. Ex..."Hey buddy, are you ready to go do that Knob job? We'd better leave plenty early because we have to do that Backside first then clean that up before we do the knob job over by fornicating pond.". This could sound pretty odd when you were just talking about food plots or cutting shooting lanes.
Lol, I almost omitted The Backside just cause I figured someone would make a comment...like yours. Ha
I name stand location, mainly for ease of talking about them. I can't think of anything else that I have given a name to. Maybe it's just my lack of creativity.
I name my bowel movement types. There's the landslide, the gully washer, the V-1 rockets, the golf channel, Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids, and the Popeye special [when I've had spirulena in my morning protein shake].
