So with two days to go until the Oklahoma opener it made me realize I have to go pick up some pickled herring. I know, what's that have to do with hunting? It is a long running family tradition. We have started every hunt by chowing down on pickled herring for good luck. I have no idea how it started but it goes back to my great grandpa and it's just how it is. To let you know how serious we get about it.. The year my grandpa passed away deercamp was a little off to say the least and we didn't eat our herring that morning, not one single deer shot that day. The next day we sat that morning, it was a Sunday so we got off the stands around 10am came down to the house for our big breakfast. We told grandma the hunting was not so great and when she figured out we hadn't had our herring she grabbed a jar out of the fridge and we scarfed it down. Back on the stands by noon and by 5pm three uncles, my dad and myself were all tagged out. Probably had a lot to do with the weather but dont tell us that, we know it's the herring. So what is your tradition or ritual?