I don’t guess I will ever grow up.
I sat out with my .45LC rifle hoping for a pig this afternoon.
They came in behind me and spent 5 minutes milling around in the brush.
I realized that my heart was pounding and remembered it felt pretty much the same as when I was 10 years old. I have had the good fortune to be able to hunt all,over the world but still get excited about a danged old pig.
I hope I always will.
I sat out with my .45LC rifle hoping for a pig this afternoon.
They came in behind me and spent 5 minutes milling around in the brush.
I realized that my heart was pounding and remembered it felt pretty much the same as when I was 10 years old. I have had the good fortune to be able to hunt all,over the world but still get excited about a danged old pig.
I hope I always will.
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