The final sit off the season. Ain’t nothing bittersweet about it… I’m just plain bitter. I hate the reality that I’ve got only 2.5 more hours to run an arrow through a deer, before having to wait another 8 months to try again. A few things I notice as I sit here…
1. I blew out one of my merino gloves. Shit.
2. My binoculars are disgusting.
3. I really should spend more time setting this stand up better next year. This fugger gives me the willies every time I’m in it.
Good luck to everyone who’s out here tonight. There’s a handful of Hail Mary’s getting thrown up… Let’s hope someone has a little Doug Flutie in them.