Well we have two days of hunting left here in Virginia. So I get up and in the woods by 5:45(sun-up at 7:15)....As I am about 75 yards from where I want to hunt, my headlight goes out...it dies. I am left standing in the complete darkness in the timber. I then slowly start moving toward my area...I sound like a 1000 pound idiot, snapping twigs like a drunk bigfoot. As I get to a good tree and prepare to climb it, I notice that all of my cold weather gear has fallen off somewhere on the way in...it was about 20 degrees and the wind started picking up to 5-10 mph..I lasted 1 hour before frostbite had every extremity on alert. As I walked back to find my stuff, I jumped deer from about 15 yards of where I told myself to set up this morning but did not.....what a morning...a morning that idiots are made of. I hadn't been that idiotic in years. I wanted to shoot myself with a Muzzy!

This was me at 0600 this morning--moron alert!






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