Re: Twas the night before deer season
.........The young hunters where nestled in their beds, While visions of Big Bucks and Does danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, all angry at dad, Because of the time spent preparing his bag.
When morning came round, coffee so warm, The hunters where wondering “Is it going to storm?”
Watching their videos getting all pumped, Making sure their guts unload by taking a dump.
Getting in their camouflage, and all the hunting stuff, Firing up their Scent Smokers and watching them puff.
Load up in the vehicles and off to the woods, Hoping they remembered everything they should.
I'm this way before Elk Season, for me Oct. 24th here in Idaho. I think I need a new copy of Jermiah Johnson. I've worn it out.
Good Luck Everybody !