Nov. 19 was the first day of the regular deer season.

My 17-year-old twin sons Robert and David and I left our creature comforts around 4:30 a.m. As the sun came into view, I believe it was the coldest yet this year, but our excitement warmed our blood.

We’ve picked out a pretty good place to hunt and around 11:30 a.m. David took a doe. That’s when the trouble started.

Robert and David are still very competitive. Robert felt that David needed to take care of his deer and Robert needed to take David’s spot.

I can’t tell you how many times I have been through this before. I sure am glad that I have free texting. At least it didn’t generate an audible disturbance this time.

Not so fast young man. With the modern technology that we can now carry into the woods, David called in his doe and called me. We cleared it from his area. Since it was so cold, we just placed it in a stream and kept on hunting.

David is now six-for-six on deer. Four more and he will earn a nickname like deer slayer or deadeye. His first two came within a minute of each other five years ago, and I was there. One of those moments money can’t buy.

The rest of the first day was uneventful, other than seeing a fox. We had back straps and tenderloins that evening.

We sure are looking forward to the Thanksgiving weekend hunting. Three days dedicated to filling our freezer.

David is staying put, but Robert is going to move his tree stand. To tell you the truth, I think Robert will end up in a slightly better spot, and the trouble will start again.

So it is with twins of a certain age.

I am quite sure that the rut is in full swing and the weather is going to be perfect. It should be a fantastic three days for getting out into the woods and experiencing something that you just can’t pay enough for. See you around the bend.

BOB RUDZIK is a Newsoms resident. He can be reached at outdoors@tidewaternews.com.