I'm hiding in the forest of fallen leaves under a rock by a stream beside a rusty wheel barrel that was left behind from the coal mining days at Nordegg...
Did I just say this with my out side voice... Ha
Nope it's only a dream I bet...
No its actually me thinking out loud...
Now that I'm lost in wish that I was up there in the tops of the trees sitting in a 7 position comfy office chair held by a rope so I can swing around the tree incase I need to look around...
Naaaaaw,,, sounds to risky if a wind storm comes up,,, nothing like finding my self tied to a tree 30 feet off the ground...
Maybe under the rock is a good idea,,, I hope a Moose dosen't show up and dump a load of hot muck on me...
My new hunting costume is a Moose ear,,, 6 feet tall and 4 feet thick,,, a big @zz suit to fit a pork chop Lamb Limb...
Surely to Lord thundering Be-Jesus a Moose ear of that size would attract the furry kind... At benefit is being able to hear them coming...
I hopes she's a sexy beast,,, long well groomed beard with sparking blue eyes and shinny teeth,,, Ha
It's all about good looking Moose that keeps me in the game plan...
I'll be nice and warm wrapped up is my Moose ear listening for approaching danger,,, dad you know that Kow Moose have maimed and killed more hunters then Grizzly Bears 4 to 1...
Kow Moose are bad @zz you know,,, they don't like humans,,, they have attitude,,, and there not scared to force their way in complete control...
Just like a real wife... LOL...
Looks like the season is going to drag on...
Oh what's that I hear in my Moose ear suit,,, oh I think it's a fart... Ha
‘Tis the night before hunting and all thru the camp nothing was stirring not Kevin or Tracy. Except rum in the cup. The guns all hanging and ready to go.
Hope of elk and deer dancing in our heads.
I heard a clatter and spring from bed to see what’s the matter.
It’s was only Tracy grabbing a rye.
Oh why oh why.