After all the days of silently sneaking in and out of my hunting locations I get tired of it. When I come down from my last sit of the year I talk loudly, sing, don't give a crud about how loud my treestand is coming down, and generally act like Gomer Pyle. Yet the thing I love doing the most is........I stomp out of the woods breaking every limb and stick on the way out. I sound like a human atom bomb going off!
Lol yeah I've done stuff like that before. I remember having a 20 minute screaming match (with myself) to the invisible deer. Called them every name in the book. Still wonder if they heard me.:p
I mutter to myself a bit and kick a corn stalk or two, but general save the tirades for later on. Hell, the day after the last day last year, I marked a new set location. I'm with Caleb, it's a year round thing, I don't let up on the throttle too much at any point in the year.
It's not so much that as it is that I don't wanna give em the satisfaction. Esp, one certain doe. That b&^%$ has to die.
I did that out my truck window two weeks back...bastards just stared at me like I was crazy. Some of em didn't even stop eating. They are taunting me.
