I pulled some packable camo rain pants out of my turkey hunting bin, tried them on and set them down. I tore the house apart for 2 days trying to find em. With the forecasted rain on the opener, I wanted them in my pack.

Somebody moved them into the garage. It couldn't have been me. There is no way I was distracted and needed something in the garage,then set them in there and was distracted again. No way... whistle


Camp is where you make it.