There's beautiful scenery....
And peaceful meditation trying to get inside the deer's head and figure out
where I'd be hanging out if I was a deer...
Hard to tell here, but this is about a 70 degree slope. I was so tired by this point in the day I no longer cared that my boots were resting in...elk poop.
There's little birds looking at you like "Boy, I woudn't have climbed up there just to sit in poop."
There's river-side naps, and trout-viewing...picnics of energy bars and gatorade...perhaps a little dip in the river! Mine are the toes on the right, with the purple frost polish. Sorry, didn't have time to muster a hunting themed pedicure.
And there's lots of binocularing, which appeals to the spy in me. Hooray for the first hunt of the season! Even tho its hot out, I do loves me the summer huntin'. Guys tend to dismay that it ain't real huntin'. But I'm a big fan!
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