As the big game hunting seasons are winding down throughout this country, I would like to say congrats. We are a blessed group, us hunters. We are the last of a dying breed that still hangs on to our pioneer history. We know what is was like before commercial civilization began ruling our manhood. We know how special it is to have a simple squirrel sift the leaves at daybreak, or the splash of a beaver tail warning us that we are venturing to close to his living room. We know how to provide the most important elements to survival, food and water.

I hope you all were successful this year. If you didn't, I hope you still cherished every minute spent in the wild. And remember, we still have one more thing,,,,,,,,,,NEXT YEAR!!!!

God Bless us all,
Jay

Well Said

halelujah...you are preaching to the choir here