Yeah, I know. I am blessed and living the dream. This trip was a heck of a start to what should be a very enjoyable fall.
It's strange, but as I get older I appreciate the details of a trip more than ever. I have had my share of success, but trips like this one that end up being a bit more of a struggle can still end up being ranked right up near the top in the memory banks.
Not taking a hog on the night of the lightning turned out to be a blessing. Back at camp later that night as we sat warm and dry inside the camp we watched outside at the skinning pole as two other lease members worked at skinning a hog in the pouring rain. I was very satisfied with the fact that it wasn't me out there getting drenched!