Just a short "howdy" to let you all know I arrived in Wyoming no worse for wear... well, maybe a little.
My hind end is draggin from too many hours in a truck seat and eyes bugged out from a thousand miles of super slab staring.
Funny how my attitude changes when I cross that Wyoming border. I was almost "perky" when I finally roled into Laramie and holed up for the night.
Got all my gear moved into the room with me, grabbed a hot shower and promptly passed out in the middle of "Pirates of the Caribean".
Daylight found me on the road again and crossing the continental divide with a bright mountain sky burning holes in my retinas through my rear view mirrors.
Roled into Vance's place around 11a.m. and immediately got behind the lense of his Zeiss spotting scope.
The antelope are here, I've got all my incidental permits, conservations stamp, archery permit, etc., in hand and a plan for tomorrow.
Though Vance had been saying that the antelope just weren't around in numbers like in the past, they started making their appearance en masse soon after my arrival.
Maybe they've just shown up to mock me... they've been known to do that. If that's the case, then all I have to say to them is MOCK THIS... I've got a trusty bow and a quiver of razorsharp Magnus I w/bleeders I'm gonna tickle a couple of funny bones with.
I'll be getting into full hunt/story mode tomorrow and have a feeling it's gonna be a good one.
There's antelope to outwit and mule deer to scout in anticipation of Terry Green's arrival in a few days... hold onto your key boards boys. The hunt is definately on.