The time has come to go chase late whitetails in the foothills. His bags are packed. He has his plane ticket. Bring him to the airport. Send him home.
Made some apple pie moonshine to sip around the fire with a recipe one of you nice members shared. Just nothing quite like a little cold weather whitetail hunting to cleanse the soul. So glad my dad got me into hunting at a young age. The great experiences we've shared are burned into my mind . With that said may I'd like to wish everyone good luck in their endeavors over the next couple weeks , in this beautiful state we all call home. I'll post pics when I get back to Spokane. oh yeah.......God bless America! ( . )( . )
