I guess I'm not as much of a die hard hunter as I used to be. My little brother Colton is though, although its kinda hard to tell from this picture of him. I had a lot that I had wanted to write about the first day of Deer Season but than I realized that I had already written it all a year ago in a previous blog. 
Still nothing beats a early morning sunrise from the shanty, seeing that monster buck run out in front of you (even if you hit him, track him for 3 hours and someone else gets him later that evening), a big bowl of chili after a long hard day, or waking up just in time to get a good picture of your younger brother sleeping.
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