The good ole days
Its has morphed into a Cast and Blast for a smaller group of 35 guys run by a good friend of ours that buys the field the first weekend. I don’t really have the stamina to fish, party, shoot birds, party, then Repeat several times. I will spend one evening at the arroyo then head to the farm and stay put. Birds are gathering at the 55. We should finish picking cotton today but the corn fields need attention bad after so much rain. Just need to find a way to make my sister gin my cotton first
William has a baby in the oven making me a grandpa again!


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