Isolated Hunting Cabin and Land For Sale in Giles County Tennessee

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Land and Cabin For Sale???

After an eventful trip to the land on Sunday, November 22 and Monday, 23, 2009, I was ready to put my cabin and land up for sale. Trouble started upon my arrival when my wife purchased a new cell phone. The sales representative had to get my permission to change my account and I was fine with that. However, I did not know that my service would be cut off. I was at the cabin at that time so I figured it was all about the wife's phone so everything should be fine! Wrong. Something came up and I needed to contact my wife so I had to drive 20 miles to the closest gas station to get to a phone. Fortunately, a young woman offered her cell phone so I reached the wife. At that point, I found out that the phone company changed my service accidentally and now I would have to go home to have a new chip in my existing phone.

On a drizzly Sunday afternoon, I was deer hunting with a rifle and within an hour of getting in my stand, I saw a good sized buck rubbing and scraping about 45 yards to my left. I already had a good buck this year but this one looked like it could be about the same size so I decided to take the shot. I leaned my rifle on a branch that rests to the left front of my shooting lane and decided to take him. Thoughts of the need to get another freezer popped into my head but that was not going to be a big deal. Like the last dear, I expected my shot would drop him on the spot. Instead, when the shot rang out, the buck reared up and took off running with the left front leg being limp. I shot again and he fell but got back up. I just figured he would go to the other side of the field and lay down. I wanted to get to him as fast as possible to put him out of his misery. That didn't happen. I hunted my hillsides and the valleys between me and Monte (owner of the land to my west) but saw nothing. I hunted for the buck until dark and settled into the cabin to get rested so I could continue looking for the deer in the morning. I was pretty upset because I had the deer down but couldn't find him. All I could think of was his suffering overnight.

At first light, I took a flashlight and went back to where I last saw the deer and blood sign but couldn't find any other sign. I covered my entire property, expecting to go around a bend and find the deer dead. But it never happened. I next moved over to Monte's land that borders mine in hopes that I would find the deer in a ravine on his property. My last search for the day was to go on the other side of the hill on Fergusson's land to see if I could find the deer laying in the creek, cooling his wound. Before I could start off my road to the left and head toward Fergusson's property, I heard two large dogs that sounded like they were attacking something. I knew immediately that the dogs were at the buck. I went crashing down the hill and I made so much noise that I scared off the dogs. As I got closer to where the sound came from, the buck jumped up and hobbled across the creek and up on the hillside on the other side. I shot one more time but missed.

After hunting two hours on Sunday night and six hours on Monday morning with no success, I went to Bob and Robby to ask permission to go on their property to find the buck. We rode up a trail that went up the side of a hill that was in the middle of two deep ravines. The ravines were covered in very thick brush. Bob got to the top and I went straight up from where I saw the deer last. By the time I reached the top, Bob fired and I felt relieved that the deer had been put out of its misery. But, Bob missed too. I ask Bob to wait in his area and find somewhere that he could get a good shot. I then walked to the top of the ravine and came down through the bottom. I went back to the ravine and began working down toward Bob and Robbie. I jumped the deer again but it was too thick and I did not want to shoot because I didn't know where Bob & Robbie were located. We looked for another couple of hours with no success. Bob said now that he knows where to find the deer, he would be back for a hunt this week and try to find the buck.

In the mean time, I am wrestling with the shot I took and why I didn't get the deer. I finally had to give up but could not shed the heavy burden of crippling an animal and knowing the deer will die a horrible death if no one kills it. I truly hope they do.

This situation caused me to again consider selling the land. I go to the land a couple of times each month and love the time I spend there, whether hunting or just working. I've decided to sell the property if a good offer is made. I consider a good offer to be $50,000. If I don't get that price, I'll probably just keep it until we get closer to moving to Australia in a little over two years.

13 Point Buck

While this blog is really about the cabin, some of the time is for hunting. Today, I shot this 13 point deer that the game camera caught in July of this year. A doe came under my stand and I decided not to shoot at her and about 20 yards behind her was the buck.

The other photo is the gold lined stove. After three weeks and $850, it is finally working. However, the cabin filled with smoke because the metal putty around the back of the stove cracked. I'm waiting for the putty from the stove maker and hopefully, I will be able to use the stove more.

Ghosts and Orbs

Over the last four years, the game camera also catches some unusual and unexplained phenomena. Take a look at the orbs and the deer colored ghost!

Stove Saga and Buck Fever

I received a letter from my stove installer Saturday and he advised that he needs yet another part to install the stove. I went down and talked to them today and ended up buying the only pipe extension I could find. Hopefully, the stove will be installed by next weekend.

There is plenty of fire wood from where the logging company cleared some of the land this past summer and I cut up quite a bit this afternoon. Now that I'm home, I'm feeling the pain:-)

Meanwhile, buck fever is on again as the game camera caught several pictures of a buck and doe. The buck was pictured first and then the doe seemed to run almost past before he moved at her. The buck appears to be a seven or eight pointer.

Next Saturday is the first day of muzzle loader season and I hope to see that buck while in my tree stand. I will be on leave next week and will spend most of the week at the cabin hunting, and hopefully staying warm by the golden stove!

Wood Burning Stove Adventures

I've had a box stove at the cabin for three years but never installed it because every year, I run into too many troubles and too much money. This year, I decided to do it anyway. The first person who came out to give me an estimate, said it would be $800+ for parts and insulation through the roof and over $1,100 for parts and labor going out the side of the cabin wall. I decided both options were too much so I gathered the parts myself and hire one of the Amish to do the installation. The parts are costing much more than expected but I don't have a choice. $700 for the parts and about $75 for labor is still much more than expected but at least I'll have the stove operational. I'm looking forward to cutting my wood and using it for the stove. Then, to have the ambiance of the heat, the light from the fire and the crackling of the burning wood, it will all be worth it. I'll share more and pics when I've spent the first night with the heat of the stove.

Last weekend, after I came home from the land, I had trouble getting and staying cool. I worked Sunday for nine hours preparing for a meeting regarding one of my cases. The next day, I worked again until after 9:00 p.m. when my wife ran me off the computer. On Tuesday, I met with our attorney in Nashville and before she arrived, I kept sweating. We met for a couple of hours in preparation for another meeting on Wednesday morning. When I picked her up from the hotel, I was already sweating and felt uncomfortable. When we arrived at the solicitor's office, I carried two cases and a box into the meeting room. I was already hot but felt better when I found that we had control over the thermostat in the room. However, our attorney was already cold so I couldn't make it any cooler.

The other attorneys arrived and the meeting began. I continued sweating but eventually, I cooled off. About two hours into the meeting, I started to sweat again and now a pain began in my chest. It was hard to stay focused on the meeting and what I was talking about. I found that I was stumbling over words but was able to complete the points I needed to make. While making my points, I tried to think of what was going to happen because of the chest pain. I did not want to stop the meeting or say anything about the chest pain for fear that someone would want to call an ambulance. After the other attorneys left, I talked with my boss and our solicitor just enough to know they thought the meeting went well. My boss left and I took the solicitor back to my truck and loaded her heavy bag and my heavy boxes into my truck. As we started out of the parking lot, I advised the attorney that I have been having chest pains during the meeting. She suggested I should have it checked out. Nothing else was said because I dropped her off and she was getting driving instructions back to the interstate. I drove off with pain in my chest, trying to think of what to do. I did not want to go to the VA again because I just did not like the hospital. So, I drove down the interstate with thoughts of going to a local hospital so my wife would feel more comfortable if she had to visit me.

I arrived at the hospital emergency area and got out of my truck, trying to decide if I would go into the emergency room. I stood outside my truck, just looking around and trying to decide if this was something I had to do. At one point, I got back in the truck to leave but the thought of another person came to mind who didn't do anything when he felt chest pain and he died. So, I walked into the emergency room and no one was waiting, which was great for me. When the receptionist asked what she could do for me, I just said that I was having chest pains. She pushed a piece of paper in front of me and asked for my name and social security number. Within a few minutes, I was in a back room being wired for sound. Doctors and nurses came in and out, hooking me up to oxygen, an EKG, strapping me with an IV and taking blood. I was then taken for a cat scan and later returned to the room. All the tests were normal but they insisted I stay the night so they could track my tropopnin levels over night and have me in for a stress test in the morning. I reluctantly agreed.

Throughout the night, I was poked and prodded. But, under the circumstances, I did sleep pretty good. The next morning, I heard the nurse tell someone that my troponin levels jumped overnight and the attached EKG showed some irregularities so they probably would not do the stress test. Elevated tropopin levels are a sign of damage to the heart and the EKG confirmed something else was going on. When the doctor came in, he wanted to do a heart catheter right away. After some discussion, I agreed. The nurse them came in and made sure I understood what they were doing. I also had to sign more papers. Soon thereafter, I was wheeled out and into the cath lab. I received a shot to make me a little drowsy but it had no effect. I was fully aware of the shot to my groin but outside of that, I didn't really feel much other pain. When it was finished, I was told the main arteries were free and clear and there was no plaque. The only thing mentioned was that a blood vessel or a vein may have detached. Nothing serious so I could go home but go for a visit next week to the cardiologist.

Unfortunately, this will cause me to miss the first day of bow season for dear hunting which starts tomorrow. Oh well. I will rest a few days and head back to the cabin on Tuesday, maybe.

One of the reasons I love to go to the land is because it is the main source of stress release for me. Just being alone and able to do whatever I want, without anyone telling me what to do, is a real comfort. With these current circumstances, I may have to put off any strenuous hunting activity for a while. So, I may just get to use my new digital camera for the first time and spend the day taking pictures. Then, I might just submit the nature pictures for approval for sale on istock.

Anyway, the bottom line at this point is that I've had a bit of a scare but plan to continue going to the land and enjoying its peace and tranquility. I will continue to take pictures, make tapes and write stories about my experience because some day, I will not be able to get to the land at all. So the only way I will be able to reminisce about my time at the land, will be by keeping pictures, smells and sounds from the cabin, for when I can no longer can do so in person.

Everyone needs to have some place they can call their own, where they can spend time alone and do whatever they want. Everyone needs a cabin!

Finding deer on the game camera really started the hunting fever recently when I found the picture of three bucks on July 27, 2009 . The buck furthest to the right with its head up, is at least a 10 and maybe 11 pointer.

The next picture is of two dancing deer. I've never seen anything like this before but since this picture, the game camera has captured the same situation a couple more times. It appears that the two does are playing.

Several years ago, we moved to Tennessee and for the first time in many years, began deer hunting again. After hunting on public land and then private property, I decided to buy my own land. I was fortunate enough to be able to afford a purchase and looked for over a year before finding what I was looking for. There was a large property in southern Tennessee an I was able to purchase 26 acres on the back side of the property. It is isolated and way off the road, just what I was looking for. There is a gate at the main road and I have an easement of one mile to the beginning of my property. I put up a gate at the beginning of my property and had a small cabin built half a mile from the gate. The 26 acres are surrounded by other larger properties and all the land is posted. Therefore, no one gets back to the property unless they have a key or go with me.

When I hunted in Ohio years ago, I always hunted with a friend or a group of friends. It was great comradery and enjoyed the camp life. However, when I purchased the land and had the cabin built, I didn't know anyone in Tennessee so I just started hunting and spending time at the cabin alone. Five years later, I truly enjoy being at the cabin and hunting alone.

I go to the land every or every other weekend and stay at least one night. The cabin was built for me by the Amish and is just a one room 10 by 20 room with a covered porch. A picture of the cabin is posted on the blog. Inside it a loft with four windows and I put a deck around the north side. My brother bought a solar panel for me and it charges two marine batteries that give me a small amount of power for lights, radio etc.

Shortly after purchasing the land, I bought a game camera and have captured many deer, turkey, squirrel and coon. I have taken at least one deer a year since 2004 but the land and cabin is not really about hunting. More than anything else, it is about owning my own piece of land with a cabin and spending time alone.

If you have a cabin you enjoy for the same reasons, I would be glad to hear your stories.