Went bowhunting at the Uvalde lease this weekend. What a deal, shot three hogs and one doe to feed my son's rapidly growing family. I've only got one complaint. I need a new back.
Man, that constant bending over to field dress was killing me. Yeah, yeah, I know I probably should start doing some set ups or other exercises to get it in shape before the season, but I scared to. I'm really afraid that if I do that I'll reduce the size of this beer belly that I've put so much work into and that would be tragic.
No horns, but I'm in agreement with Lost Hawg. It's all about the meat! Not that I'd pass on a buck with a nice rack, but you can't eat a bucks rack and a rack of pork ribs is mighty tasty. Course they also contribute to my back problem. Sigh, guess I can't win.
