Well….

One last morning….see you at 4:00 am. Hopefully theres a story to come

Good luck and drop da Prieser!

What’s the word Prieser??

Did you drop the or what??

Brad and I dropped something, but it was neither the string or the hammer. Pick me up Prieser!

Joel

Come on Bob, Put the coffee and donut down and lets here the story

Nothing to tell, got there at 4:30 three other hunters were all ready there (14 acres at my uncles place) I didn’t really care, bow hunting only and that is more than enough room to share with others. I set up my blind just at the edge of the woodline towards his backyard (right in between everyone) There were two guys out by the pasture and one guy down below. we all sat and waited patiently for day light. Good thing I forgot my mouth calls at home, or it would have really sounded stupid out there. I swear it was non-stop clucking/purring/ticking, blah, blah, blah for 2 hours straight. If there were any long beards in the area, I am sure that they got dizzy running around in circles to all the different calls and then fell down unconscious. Anyway, it’s still fun to get out and listen to Ma Nature wake up. Must be time to go fishing. PEACE