My Sons first deer at 10 years old, it was 16 degrees in Georgia. I had him wrapped in a sleeping bag in a hut. He fell asleep, and I woke him in time to shoot his first deer. He was a trooper, cause it was cold..
Life is a journey. Make sure and bring plenty of Beer.
My luck has been so bad lately, it could be raining pussies and I'd catch one with a dick broke off in it.
