I had it bad one time in mountains of Virginia. It's apple orchard country up there which also means its home brewed apple brandy country. My cousin poured me a big glass of apple brandy, told me my cold would be gone the next day and it was.
I don't have any of that brandy but I still try some kind of hooch first thing when I get it. I ever get a chance to get a gallon of that brandy I'm getting my it.


“Killing tomorrow’s trophies today.”

On the distance I like to walk to my stands:
“The first 100 yards is also the last 100 yards.”