As I was walking down to the mailbox this morning, a neighbor starting up his truck elicited shock gobbles from two different toms skulking around the neighborhood. It won't be long before the crazy, lovesick bastards will once again be attacking the sliding glass door on the back porch, strutting endlessly in the yard, crapping everywhere and generally making a damn nuisance of themselves.
That and $3.50 a gallon gas is almost enough to make a guy forget travel plans and instead just stay home for turkey season. Gobble, gobble...
Just lucked out on pulling a tag for the controlled hunt in my neck of the woods. Having a hard time focusing on anything else now...
ReplyDeleteI used to think I wasn't into great hunting and fishing unless it involved a marathon drive or jet flight. Now, the most rewarding hunting and fishing is within an hour of my couch, home woods and waters. Dorothy was right...
ReplyDelete$3.50 a gallon? You lucky people. Around here it's around $8.30 a gallon.
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