I am pleased I didn't fall out of my treestand, given that I forgot my safety harness smirk and the wind was blowing the wrong way. And my trail cam isn't working.

But at least I managed to miss the doe that ran in front of me on the highway. And I pulled a giant sticker-thistle from the nose of a Shetland pony.

so an odd weekend, all things considered crazy

"...the designer of the .270 Ingwe cartridge!..."