Gary Reeder
mine was just like that. I was in hip deep snow
Monday, February 15, 2021, 16:31

I got tired trying to get up that hill. In the deep snow I just leaned back and rested. The snow made a perfect seat for me to just lean back and sit. But it was by far the hardest hunt I can remember. Way too hard for a 50 year old man. It quickly reminded me that I wasn't 30 anymore.
When we got out of the truck and the dogs wre heading straight uphill after the cat. The guide said "hurry up, let's catch up with the dogs". My mind said "sure let's do it". My body said "what the hell are you thinking?".


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