Ok, so I was a little cranky earlier this week when I wrote about how bad this waterfowl season was shaping up. I'm sorry I ranted, but I am feeling much better now.
Plus, there is a large winter storm brewing for this weekend that should bring a deep freeze up north (YES! New birds) as well as rain and wind to the valley (YES! Local birds get stirred up). So The Hunter Partner and I are going to head out on Sunday and see what ducks we can get to run into our barrels. I'll let you know how that goes.
Two random items that I thought you might enjoy. First, a friend of mine sent this definition from the Urban Dictionary and I thought it was quite humorous.
A bad hunter. Someone who survives by consuming not food, but the stuff that food eats. Used: "The vegetarian was forced to subsist on slower prey, such as the broccoli and carrot."
This one is for Tom at Base Camp Legends. I know I am always talking about ducks but there is still nothing like a huge deer to get the heart beating. These pictures were sent to me from The Dad earlier this week. This big boy was hanging out at the house next door to the one I grew up in Colorado Springs. I cannot believe the size of this beast. How'd you like to see this staring back at you through your scope?
Happy Friday everyone, and good luck this weekend.