Boys, I let us down opening day. Shot small buck. No blood. No arra. No recovery. Promise I’ll do better next opportunity. I messed up and shot it quartering to me. Don’t think I got exit.

Last edited by AC870; 10/21/22 08:09 AM.

“Killing tomorrow’s trophies today.”

On the distance I like to walk to my stands:
“The first 100 yards is also the last 100 yards.”