Hunting season is here!
Ah, yes, the lure of the out of doors, the crisp fall breeze, the scouting is done, game is in sight, and we're ready to go.
There is nothing as much fun as hunting. Yes indeed, it is a man's dealing and so it should be. I take to the field, my lovely bride takes off with her girlfriends for an equally deserved week in Vegas, and the house sitter gets to live in style for a short time.
I just hope she doesn't clean out the pantry while we're afield. Even so, I expect a Bambi, an Elk, and a Moose, in the two freezers once I return so clear out the canned food, we have plenty on the way.
Even if this trip turns up a bust, it will still have been fun to go.
What are your best hunting memories?