If you've read every post, you could possibly pick up the smell of maybe not "cocky", but pretty confident.  I've realized as I've relived this, that the tone of my mindset at that point in time is very much reflected in my writing.  Part by design, part by me looking back over it after a couple of days and being surprised that I composed my thoughts the way I did.

When I mentioned this being about a "deer hunter" as much as the "deer", I see now where I wanted my story to go.  To put it to words in the right timeframe.  My mind tells me I'm doing it the right way.

Good stuff so far!

Sorry guys.  Hunting season opened on the 1st and I've been busy.  Between doves and deer.....and talking ducks, I haven't sat down to finish.  Had a Morrison/Javaman ILF rig show up on my doorstep and of course it needed to be put together, strung, tuned and stared at for awhile.

Gotta finish this story.
It seems that every time I start diving back in to the trad world, life throws me a curve ball.  Once again life took a turn last fall/winter which caused me to have to cancel Laredo and I also failed to finish this story.  As if trad hunting isn't tough enough.  Once again all is well and as before.....one step in front of the other.