Walked my guts out at skyline. Had a hen circle me. Flushed a turkey walking out. It was in the edge of woods and unseen. I did a 4-mile round trip and that’s apparently my range.” Got a Charley Hoss in my right calf when I was almost back to truck.
“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.”
