I’m in. My keen heightened senses can smell my gun oil. I hope that is a good sign that I’m ready and hitting on all cylinders! Something got the geese riled up already, they were flying this morning too. Hot and windy. Crickets chirping in October, weird feeling.
Checking in from Pike County (Elkhorn Creek). Sitting just below ridge line on a flat where old log roads meet. What little wind is hitting me is in the face. Beautiful morning.