Bow season opened up and I managed to get out for a few hours. I am very picky and am looking for a good trophy. These pickle forks don't quite cut it.
I managed a few hours of dozing in the sun waiting for the right one. Maybe Thursday will be better.
Of course, my camera goes along. I am almost enjoying the camera hunt more. There is less work to be done once the shutter is tripped!
The old knees don't like the up and down of the hills. I will have to head north to the flat lands.
