Hotels with no intetrnet acces both suck goat urine out of a dirty bottle, and give me a welcome reprieve from constant information overload.

So A mixed blessing.

Hunting all next week. May have to try to shoot a pheseant too, for turkey day.

Assuming, of course, I survive this afternoon and the clusters it promises.

Road trips are a riot, esp. when the wind makes your vehicle change lanes for no apparent reason.