Winging along at an altitude somewhere between the Bluebird of Happiness and the Chicken of Depression... random esoterica from writer Chad Love celebrating the joys of fishing, hunting, books, guns, gundogs, music, literature, travel, lonely places, wildness, history, art, misanthropy, scotch and the never-ending absurdity of life.
And that pretty much sums up September teal season, which opens tomorrow. You go, and if they're there, you shoot them. If they're not, you throw bumpers for the dog...
Dog speed tomorrow sir! I want to see tailgate glory shots with plenty of cheap beer in hand and nothing less! JK But seriously, good luck Chad. Don't let the noodlers pop out of the depths and gator roll any ducks who make contact with the water.
Dog speed tomorrow sir! I want to see tailgate glory shots with plenty of cheap beer in hand and nothing less!
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But seriously, good luck Chad. Don't let the noodlers pop out of the depths and gator roll any ducks who make contact with the water.
What an ar3eh0le.
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