We have come to the end of another flintlock season, have cleaned up our rifles and all our gear then stowed everything till we get the urge to make smoke again.
It is time to look back and reflect on the memories we made this year. The friends we hunted with, the new friends we made and sadly the friends we lost who are now looking down on us.
I had a great year, never got a shot, but anytime I can get out with my flinter it is great. Got to flinter hunt with my Son for the first time in about 5 yrs, took my Granddaughter out for her first flinter hunt, she sure got on her Uncle about him missing
Got to hunt for a little while with Tater and the guys on the annual W P A hunt at Moraine, met some new HPA guys had a great time with a great crew. As usual Bucket came through with a new event to make everyone grin.
Spent some time still hunting alone, to be honest it was more taking my rifle for a walk in the new fallen snow just to be alone with my Maker and see if his handy work had changed along my favorite stream. That is precious time for me.
I hope everyone else made great memories this year. Just some thoughts from a old flinter.