Well I'm having an old fart day , out hunting morel mushrooms .
Seems like every time I go bow hunting or fishing , the childhood memories start to flow .
I'm finding a few mushrooms and remembering the times as a kid with my parents and grandparents looking for mushrooms .
My son sent me a bunch of pictures that my mom had and I found this picture of ol,' Graps when I was not so old .
Thought I would share this with you .
Buy the way , the hood is for black fly control and the plastic bucket is because I always ripped a sack while going through the woods .
This is only a couple years after my dad got me started shooting a bow and arrow .
Yeah , thoes were the days .....