I was in the 70's this past weekend at the famous Christmas Place. Just right for sunbathing in your stand bur not for Deer hunting. On top of that, the Super Moon had deer swarming around the camp all night long while we sat around the fire and did some serious pontificating.
Marian came over and we hunted one afternoon together which was fun and see seemed overjoyed to see how all the leaves were turning and I think really had a good time, even though her leg won't work and we made her sleep back in the bunk room with the rats. NO DEER.
Cold weather is coming though. Here I am pontificating about that no-good rascal Thunderhoof.
Terry, Satan, Beezelbub, Spencer, Marian, Rex, Tim (Thunderhoof not pictured)