Polishrifleman
April 1, 2008, 06:22 PM
The early morning, the sound of birds all around you but it's still dark. You start calling once in a while then a bite, a direct response to your efforts. The game is on, where will the Tom come from, will he play the wise old sage or the overamped teen. You call, another response closer but from another direction, same bird??? different bird??? you know better than to reposition yourself but you can't see. Another call this time softer, a response and then a shotgun blast! It wasn't you! Who would dare shatter the serene setting you have placed yourself in other than you. Another hunter on the other side of the swale mere yards away rejoices in a successful hunt. Another hunter in full camo, that quietly entered your same piece of heaven at dark, with the same intent has broken the silence and alerted any other quarry around.
Wow, I can't wait!
Wow, I can't wait!