Final day of coon season for me today. Partner couldn't make it so I had to solo. Called 6 trees - saw 5 coon - heard one rattling around that wouldn't peek. Got 3 shots.



Came home - showered - sat at the shooting table on the back deck, in my long-johns (25 degrees), drank 3 fingers of Knob Creek, smoked a Macanudo and saluted Orion when he became visible in the east. Life shouldn't be this hard..