An unforgettable hunting

Good point, my last trophy taken on my lease didn't take a dirt nap until mid December.

Perhaps I needed to hire hire the owner of the sprawling (450 acres) post oak region ranch. A steely eyed, wirey man with skin of leather from the hours spent under the hot Texas sun with decades of tending to the land as it was his own child. Had I done so, I would not have needed six weeks to arrow the majestic beauty on that faitful rainy afternoon.
 
It's really shameful that some people, a very loosely and complimentary term to describe someone that would join under the premise of being a newbe, enjoying the warm welcome and the genuine help being offered…… only to be a troll.

Perhaps some well deserved Karma will visit people of this caliber! memtb
 

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