I went out this afternoon. Yes I have no brains, but then again I could not let my friends down. Anyway here I am walking into my house at 11:15pm. Oh so you ask me why??? Oh well I'm getting old and once in a while i get what is call " A BRAIN FART" I get home and I start to unload my totally saturated cloth, that by now weight some were around 35 pounds. I then realized that I had left my back pack on the edge of the field were I hunt. So back into my truck I go and drive all the way back to Flemington under torrential rain. I guess the only good thing about it is that I got to spend some time with the wife
she took the ride with me. I never so a deer today, neither did my hunting partners. So I take the 2 million spot light with me and I throw it on the fields and it looked like a zoo. Boy that pisses me off[mad] So the motto of my story don't be stupid like me and bring everything back