hunting days so memorable, like the smell of the combination of strong coffee and my dad farting while being couped up in a Volkswagon bug en route to the dove hunting spot.
haha, or your relatives snoring so loud that you start twitching from sleep deprovation.
anyway, i always love getting up like 2 hours in advance and just lookin over all my stuff. especially the gun. i always just kinda stare at it and pretend trees are animals. haha. i like just daydream and i always get that feeling that im gunna get a monster. even though i never do. lol