as I drove out to my spot, I thought man it will be nice to just be out and relax.
I pulled into a parking area, changed into my camo and headed into the woods. It's a great spot, really. It happens to be Gamelands, you know, the ones where everyone parks and hunts 100 yards from the road.
I strapped on my stand and a pack with food, water, and all the essentials. My trusty Kwyk Styk was ready for a walk. I thought to myself as I walked in, how little time I had this year to hunt. I slowly walked through the woods checking on a few areas that typically held some oak trees. It was a difficult walk way back in, as it was sunny and almost 70 degrees. Along the way I stopped at several locations to take a drink and remember past hunts.