Cold and rainy here too this morning. We walked to meet a friend for breakfast and I wore pants, a hoody, and closed shoes, all for the first time in 6 weeks. It was more because I could than because I had to. I had to carry my jacket back and ditch the pants as soon as we got home. Looks like...
A: Your guy was right.
B: The Canuck was grinning because he doesn't have an airplane to even fight back with. He has to ride the 200 year old coattails.
C: An invasion (even under poopy pants) would be a breath of fresh air.
Mini rant over 🤣😂😆😁
I didn't get one until the 2nd last day of the season last year. Believe me, I paid my dues! I'm missing being out this year, and will certainly miss hunting the muzzleloader season with my buds.