Last time and then back to work
Headed afield. I’m going to be pleased to be out and about carring a rifle, and be happy wiht that. If I get a deer, great. If I don’t, i will have spent the day doing something a huge percentage of the world cannot legally do.
Let’s hope the odds are in your favor today. Enjoy, regardless!
My dad used to say, “For every deer you see, there’s nine more in the brush laughing at you.”
oh, BobG… I don’t think that’s going to make him feel better. heh.
Good luck, Og – enjoy the day.
Well, you should be home now.
How’d it go?
Well, it snowed. Not the big flakes of snow that the deer like because they make evberything seem quiet- no, it was the sleety rainy snow that soaks you to the bone and makes you wish you had a Jon-E warmer in every pore. So no, Bambi did not die. Hell, he never showed up for his appointment.