At the end of the day, this day, the end of the rifle deer season here in PA and I have nothing but memories to show for the past two weeks. Two weeks, 12 hunting days. I saw the sunrise on five days and the sunset on six. Forty-four hours afield. Eleven trips to the field. I saw three deer on two separate occasions. I spent all but a day and a half of this with my son. Not a bad trade off. We'll get'm next time Buzz.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
At the End of the Day
At the end of the day, this day, the end of the rifle deer season here in PA and I have nothing but memories to show for the past two weeks. Two weeks, 12 hunting days. I saw the sunrise on five days and the sunset on six. Forty-four hours afield. Eleven trips to the field. I saw three deer on two separate occasions. I spent all but a day and a half of this with my son. Not a bad trade off. We'll get'm next time Buzz.
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