today marks the first day of "my" fishing season. deer hunting ended with a bang yesterday at 10 am. my best friend I grew up with came out hunting for a weekend. he got 2 and I got 2 finishing out my season. had an awesome time, even managed to stumble on a couple tom turkeys that volunteered to ride home with us and reside in a freezer. overall it was a great time, relaxed and laid back. this is the first time he and I hunted together since we graduated high school in '98, relived many hunts and times I had forgotten about. we decided to make this an annual event.
Beware of any old man in a profession where one usually dies young.
