Hardhead Angler and I arrived at Camp *** too late to venture out to the stand and hunt the bow sets. Good enough, pack the "backpack icechest", grab the rattlin horns, the grunt and try to find the bullets for the rifle and off we trec 1 mile to the nearest feeder for a dusk look-see. Deer were scarce but this guy did not know what hit him. Ruger M77 .308 always does the trick when placed in an ear hole. Those are not peace signs, we thought it was a 2cool moment.
P.S. The game warden was a cool guy too but wouldn't hang for the picture. Don't forget to fill out the back of your tag, he said that was #1 issue again this year.
P.S. The game warden was a cool guy too but wouldn't hang for the picture. Don't forget to fill out the back of your tag, he said that was #1 issue again this year.