October 22, 2011

Last Shot

Up early this morning to get in a final hunt of the season and came home with... nada. Sadly, sometimes the birds just don't fly. All I saw were chi-chis, buzzards, and a couple hares (one jack, one cottontail, which excites me for the next outing). Took a few shots at the treeline and called it a day. Oh well, at least there's plenty already in the freezer for something delicious. And a little Hill Country therapy set me right for a while...



2 comments:

GSV JR said...

Doesn't always work out; that's why they call it "huntin'." Sometimes it's just enough standing out in the field, right?

Amatourist said...

Fair's fair. I guess I can't expect 'em to just fly into the bag. But you're right, a little time alone walking through the field was about as head-clearing an activity as I could’ve asked for.