We woke up about 6 a.m. Saturday morning to get ready for the first day of hunting season. I tend to hunt in small parties mainly consisting of family members.
Larger parties can become dangerous.
My wife and I made the opening morning breakfast, while some of the older men in the party started planing the first hunt. Of course everything had already been planned. I suppose they just like to be heard. Just before daylight we embarked on our excursion. I could feel the adrenaline pumping inside me.