Okay, guys and gals. Here it goes.
Being that I am first home,I'll start the story.
I don't have everyone's name and apologize if I get one wrong or leave you out.
Friday about noon, Brent (brother/law) and I arrived at Knob Lake Campground. We found three guys already set up and getting comfy with the place.
Two from New Jersey and one from Pennsylvania!!
They'll be along to tell their stories.
Chatted for awhile; Catfishon, Dennis and son, Aaron and one other post surgey trad guy stopped to visit, chatted and John Scifres came in about 1. Nighthawk joined us sometime after dark.
Set up our tents amongst laughter and stories. John, Brent and I got changed and went out for an evening of scoutin/hunting, and oh yea dodging rain showers.
Brent and climbed out of the campground to look around and found a scrape 80 yds from our tent!
Lots of other sign and well worn trails but, only brown legs seen thru the brush.
Saturday dawned with off and on showers, til mid afternoon. Temps were comfortably chilly all day. Brent and I went up to the top of the ridge above camp. While John and Nighthawk (Joe) went off to see other things.
Afternoon found Joe, Brent, and I back up over the ridge. Right at last light I had something blow at me that just flat sounded BIG!
But, we did come back to find Catfishon and others grinning over his buck..
his story: I'll let him tell it.
Couple poor pics of some of the "gang"
Brent and I will definitely be back for next years gathering.