Will have to revive this one for those of us that don't hunt the lowcountry.
Had a wonderful time at the farm this weekend. Glassed several birds, took down a couple of deer stands, shot and changed my mind about which bow a few times, broke in the new boots, stayed up late reading the Tenth Legion and sipping single malt, woke up too late with a headache but started all over again Sunday morning. About 9am Sun, I finally found the big boy the neighbors, farmer, and nonhunting family members had been telling me about. He was a dandy and I watched him mosey along my favorite trail from about 200 yards away with the 10/42's. I sure hope he is studying the trees and bushes real hard along that trail cause he darn sure better notice the funny looking one in a couple more weeks. Something tells me he probably will and the fun will have begun.
"hunting should be a challenge and a passion not a way of making a living or a road to fame"
Rubberhead
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