I thought he was leaving on Saturday but as always he is too tired from working right up to the minute he had to leave for his hunting trip. The older we get the harder it gets to work and hunt back to back. I will probably go back in this blog and tell the stories of the old days of a bucket of chicken, tennis shoes, and sleeping in the truck hunting trips. Whatever it takes to get to your deer. This is a picture of the upgrade he made to the mattress on the floor of the Hobo Habitat. Happy hunting and maybe fly fishing too!