permafrost wrote:
They are still in that cozy place I put them.. more boxes, more tarps, and more dust..
Gotta protect them..
Now to think, the grandson moved them around, cleaned them and set in a new rack.. I hope..
every time I go down and fondle them, he shuffles everything..
Tells me a walk in the woods is not hunting..
Wait, this is my long lost favorite pistol..
I have a herd of mule deer and a hand full of elk s**tting everywhere right now...the mule deer are migrating down to the desert for winter.