With no objections to Sir Dennis' Chaplaincy of the Square Table as backup for Sir Bob,
onward to new business.
I have been out of touch for a few days, now putting bandaids on my briar scratches and resting my geriatric joints.
Ten more days of deer season remain, modern gun here.
I am all for making the highways safer for motorists by accessing a no-limit season on does in an area I have access to next.
Some enlightenment was obtained at the latest outing where the limit was four deer, or one buck and three does.
More to follow on my latest .458 WinMag and 404-gr Shock Hammering of a doe at a mere 50 yards.

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I had to get on my brakes and horn as Bucky's twin crossed the highway that night, headed home, after I shot the doe.
I would rather bag one with the .458 WinMag than with my truck.


Ron aka "Rip" for Riflecrank Internationale Permanente
NRA Life Benefactor and Beneficiary
.458 Winchester Magnum, Magnanimous in Victory
THE WALKING DEAD does so remind me of Democrap voters. Donkeypox.