I'm glad that, every now and then, everything comes together. The stars are in order, Jupiter aligns with Mars, and the light at the end of the tunnel is actually a light. It's especially good when it comes to deer hunting.
One of my favorites, from the past. Have you ever noticed that many of the best bucks ever taken have been of the non-typical type? The racks of these monsters are as unique as the stories of how they made it to the wall of fame.
The opening day of deer season was always a special day for me. I can remember counting down the days and even being unable to sleep the night before. I can remember hunting in a downpour and in the hottest of days.
I've never thought about it until now, but when I look at my past, I can't tell my story without talking about trees. I was reminded of their influence just the other day, as I admired a beautiful Weeping Willow.
This time of year, the water level in the rivers are naturally low. Usually, the rains are of the thunderstorm variety and are not long, ongoing, soakers. This can make fishing harder but more centralized.