My pops has been gone since '92 but he got back into upland hunting while me and my brother were in high school. Then he stopped and I couldn't drag his butt away from his TV remote control and cigarettes. Not sure why he got that way but cancer eventually took him away.

I then stopped hunting during college and shortly afterward. For the past 25 years I haven't slept in on a Saturday in the fall!

But I gotta say this.....FLAGS! You are the man! Holy smokes, when you and your "buddy" were discussing the trespass issue, I clicked on your profile and viewed your album of hunting pics. Anyone who hasn't viewed all the photos of all the hooves and horns that you have brought to the ground should do so right away! I can only imagine the time, expense, skill, good fortune and dedication all of that takes~