Took my longest ride in a cage in at least a month Friday night. Forty minutes North and well into God's Country where the family camps and hunts. It's opening weekend of Indiana's bow-hunting season. My son Joe and his family had been camping in the creek bottoms in Parke county for a few days when I got there and set up my own tent Friday night around 11PM. We were up a little too late thanks to my late arrival since some sitting around the fire was in order before we crashed.
I gotta say the years are catching up with me. The ground was rock hard due to the drought we've had recently and it's getting a little harder for me to sleep without an air mattress but I was still up at 5:15AM to enjoy the awesome predawn morning. I sat in the woods while it was still dark and remembered to thank God for letting me wake up another day on his gorgeous earth.

I didn't see any deer and the rain finally came just after dawn and stayed with us as we broke camp and headed home. The tent is still wadded up in the back of the truck waiting on me to set it up in the yard tomorrow to dry out.
I'm starting out the most unprepared for the season I've been since I was just learning to hunt. It's been a busy year, we're still gettin' over several deaths in the family and I had to take care of settling my folks estate which was tough. I'm still finishing my shop and I just bought what appears to be a very nice 1963 Cincinnati Hydro-shift lathe. I'm still working on getting it wired up so we haven't ran it yet.
Consequently I was in the woods this morning without having done any scouting and was more concerned with finding a good place to watch the woods wake up than in arrowing a deer anyway. I stayed in the woods till I was soaked through then headed back to the fire and to visit with my four-year-old grandson Dano who was asleep when I arrived last night. Doesn't seen like that many years since his Dad Joe was sharing a tent with me a scant 100 yards from where we were camped.
Gonna go up and start cutting wood for the winter deer camp tomorrow and maybe get in a little bow-hunting time too. More time in the cage but sometimes it can't be helped. I was pretty rusty as far as driving the truck was concerned, I guess with the change in seasons and deer hunting time upon us I'll be gettin' used to it.