Jaguartx: A bull Elk's bugle on September 18th (they "mean it" then!).
The first human I heard say "congratulations on your retirement".
Canada Geese calling as they are heading towards my field blind.
A 1969 Camaro Z28.
My grandson slamming on the brakes of his bicycle and the rear wheel squealing (and leaving a black mark!) on my cement driveway and parking pad.
The cry of the Loon.
A Wolf's howl.
My Dodge diesel trucks engine coming to life after a long day afield and afoot Hunting in below zero weather!
My wifes verbal OK for me to get my allowance from our bank the first of every month!
The squeal of one of my Abu-Garcia 5001 reels when fighting a 16 pound summer run Steelhead on the Cowlitz river.
Hold into the wind
VarmintGuy