Watching it get dark during archery when the leaves are just starting to fall.
The smell of Hoppe's #9.
When the first nip of winter is in the air and you catch a wiff of woodsmoke.
Dad's lighter in my pocket and Pap's Savage 99 over my shoulder.
The feeling of satisfaction when you make the last cut and a beautiful backstrap comes free.
Deer neck BBQ
The smell of Hoppe's #9.
When the first nip of winter is in the air and you catch a wiff of woodsmoke.
Dad's lighter in my pocket and Pap's Savage 99 over my shoulder.
The feeling of satisfaction when you make the last cut and a beautiful backstrap comes free.
Deer neck BBQ
