My Only Friend the End

Fred G here,
Over? Over did you say? I think the Germans just got done bombing Pearl Harbor. Day Seventeen. First let me welcome everyone to the new blog. Today is officaly the first post day of a new hunting day. Today Bob picked me up at an early 430 in the am, we needed to get to Sauvies early as to get an awesome spot in line. On the drive out it seemed Bob had a little more spunk in his step, a little more peddle to the metal if you get my drift, it seemed the anticipation of folding the limit today made him drive a little faster. Stop signs he normaly came to a full stop at he would glide through, deer he would normaly would let cross the road, he drove at yelling "get out of the road dog!". Maybe it was too many gibsons the night before or maybe he was watching American Idol and he likes that Randy guy but it looked like a deer to me. Anyway we arrive at the check in station at 515 and we have an awesome spot not only in line but right next to the honey pot. We listen to the last days hunting report as to get the "edge" and decide it's going to be either the Hunt unit or the Johnson unit. (please no comments this ain't no Brokenback hunting)We nap a little, a hour goes by and there is only one truck behind us, why? and my question was why did we get up so early. We pick our blind, Hunt 13 it is then. We set our deeks and 1pm we pull in our deeks. Skybusters.

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Fred G OUT!