When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. -Tecumseh-
I was deleting pics on my phone and came across this one from December, last year. Impromptu spot I sat down in while attempting to cut off a group of bucks chasing a doe. They ended up bedding down a little further out than I could see and saw me before I saw them, when I tried to close the gap.
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This is where the 10+2 point was this summer...hasn't been on camera since...
Ephesians 2 : 8-9
Charles Barkley: Nobody doesn't like meat.
"They are who we thought they were"
You can dress a fat chick up, but you cant fix stupid
"They are who we thought they were"
You can dress a fat chick up, but you cant fix stupid
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Left view
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Right view
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Another couple sits in Tejas before I motor back East.
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Man and other animals were first vegetarians; then Noah and his sons were given permission to eat meat: “every moving thing that liveth shall be meat for you” Genesis 9:3
"A man may not care for golf and still be human, but the man who does not like to see, hunt, photograph or otherwise outwit birds or animals is hardly normal. He is supercivilized, and I for one do not know how to deal with him." Aldo Leopold
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. -Tecumseh-
"They are who we thought they were"
You can dress a fat chick up, but you cant fix stupid
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My brother-in-law sent me this.
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Hung this stand last weekend. Depending on wind it’s where i plan to be next Saturday morning.
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I've killed a bunch of deer sitting on timber changes
"They are who we thought they were"
You can dress a fat chick up, but you cant fix stupid
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“… duckhunting stands alone as an outdoor discipline. It has a tang and spirit shared by no other sport—a philosophy compounded of sleet, the winnow of unseen wings, and the reeks of marsh mud and wet wool. No other sport has so many theories, legends, casehardened disciples and treasured memories.”
--John Madson, The Mallard, 1960
"Never trust a duck hunter who cares more about his success than his dog's."
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