That was almost sort of bad.... - 10/16/17
Nature called after hunting on Saturday morning , so after I hiked back to the Polaris I stepped just off the trail, unfastened my belt, unbuttoned my britches, and looked for a spot at which to aim. The spot was already occupied.
In fairness, I was only about 3 feet away and he was pretty calm about it, for a moccasin. Maybe the slightly cooler morning temperatures still had him a bit sluggish and not his usual ornery self. Got to love those early season hunts in the south......
In fairness, I was only about 3 feet away and he was pretty calm about it, for a moccasin. Maybe the slightly cooler morning temperatures still had him a bit sluggish and not his usual ornery self. Got to love those early season hunts in the south......