Good lord what a weekend.
Bed. Move out of bed, puke. Well, try to, didn’t have enough in me to bring up. THen some more bed.
Two freaking DAYS. I wanted to get my damned deer stand up. Guess there’s another year without a stand. Dammit.
Wanted to get balljoints done in the truck, too. Feeling a bit better though still at home, may try to do the uppers later today, if I’m not unconcious.
Awww nooo! I really hope this clears up soon OG… horrible to be puking if the cause was not too much food or drinkin! :-)
Not to he a bore, but I stuck one last Friday after work. Little 8 pointer yielded about 50 one pound packages of ground deer.
Wish I could have stuck his daddy, but I doubt he would taste as good as junior.
Frank James discusses a treeless deer stand here. The price is right.