Great job on the pictorial story Gary. I just knew that donut picture was going to come back to haunt me. Well if the whole truth would be known... Gary found out I was going to be hunting with the Widow on Saturday and he jumped ship sometime during the middle of the night so he wouldn't have to drag the bugger out. I don't dare help him with the dragging duties, you know, with my bad back and all! As usual we had a great time in the rutting woods. After spending more than 60 hours in a treestand over the course of the week it takes a while to get healed up from "bleacher butt". The saddest time of the year is closing up deer camp for another year. However, we're both starting to pack for Wyoming next September. Geez, that's a long way off.