Yesterday, we hit a spot along the road below the dam about a mile before Cow Creek bridge. We only saw a few does and my buddy's son said he saw a little fork-horn. I'd hyperextended my ankle so I wasn't going to aggravate it going after some little forky so I headed back to my truck. We're going up again next Sunday but I'm not sure where. I guess there's always duck season if I don't get no deer. 
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USAF Retired 
Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorius triumphs, even though checkered by failure... than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.
Theodore Roosevelt
Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things
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