DBear
New member
It is 1:30 in the morning on the East Coast and I typically would be in my fart sack deep in the Colorado Wilderness at this time in September. Instead, I am pulling third shift with my new hunting partner and couldn't be happier. In this picture, I believe him to be daydreaming of a backpack, a bow, and a walk in the woods with his Dad.....I know I am.