You crack me up. There has to be one hell of a story behind that picture Jackelope.
Here is an anecdotal story for you...... I know one of the greatest woodsman alive today. The real deal. He quite smoking when I was 10 years old. This is how he describes it. After quiting, he realized that while he smoked he would fine any reason in the wor;ld not to climb the next hill, or tall mountain. He would always choose the path around or come up with an excuse not to go to the next ridge. He didn't realize this in his mind at all. After quiting, he would climb that hill or that next ridge without thinking about it. For reals, it screws up your breathing, and if you can't breathe you don't want to exert effort. The first time that really dawned on me was when shed hunting, I was going to climb to the top of this little hill. I almost had myself talked out of it, but said BS, and climbed it. Sitting right on top was a gorgeous 78 inch muley antler.....BROWN. As for smell, that should be obvious. Since I can't read deer minds, at least not yet, who knows how it bothers them, but I can tell you that they can smell it. I don't buy this scentlock...soap....crap either. Dawn one of those suits then light up, or go top off the tank.
