turkeyriver
PMA Member
is in the books. Being so old that it takes me just as long to trim my nose, ear hair and eyebrows as it does to shave, causes me to reflect a bit. As I cleaned the ashes out of the woodstove, swept the floor and carried out the trash; I realized the things I'll remember most of the last three days had little to do with shooting a longbeard. Sunday afternoon's steady rain pounding on the roof, the need to keep the stove stoked for 3 days straight, the 3 inches of snow on the ground Mon. morning, watching two friends walk up the hill in the downpour so they wouldn't rut up the road(they wouldn't miss the party for anything) will all stick with me. Seeing my son laugh so hard he cried, Bonker's face after too much of that good bourbon when he suddenly yelled,"PENGUIN" out of the blue. Turns out it was related to the conversation after he explained. Hearing the new guy exclaim, "This is the best" after a few hours. Making that shooter bid in euchre when you really needed it, the wonderful taste of day old donuts and chocolate milk, the warmth of the woodstove after a few hours out in that wind. Oh yeah, and finally shooting a bird last night was great, but not what Ill remember most. Hope you all have a "cabin", whether it be a garage, your kitchen, or a camper, that gives you the memories we all need.