I killed my first deer 64 years ago but I still look forward to opening day. For a lot of years I followed the same opening day routine.... I’d kill the first doe I saw, field dress and hang her in the shade, then go on hunting. At noon I’d cook the liver and some onions on the tailgate of my pickup. Somewhere along the way I gave that up.

Damn hogs have taken over the little eighty acre pasture I hunt nowadays. I think I may set at the feeder and pop one of the big boars this evening to discourage them hanging around. Then I’ll have to take my Jeep and drag the damn thing out to a mesquite flat so the coyotes and buzzards can clean it up.

I wish everyone a safe and enjoyable opening day tomorrow.


Never holler whoa or look back in a tight place