Well like clockwork this morning, about 10 minuets before good light my gut started talking to me as usual. There were bowel growls omitting out of me like never before. It always seems worst opening day. So I had to be as quiet as possible getting out of my blind only to squat and make noises like a cow in a wheat field. When I left it looked like something had been gut shot.
But now I'm back in the blind for the rest of the day. My daughters bought me a iPad and this is it's first trip in the woods. You would think that at 58 years old I wouldn't laugh at bodily functions anymore, but I swear I get percolating and with nothing else to listen to in the woods, it is all I can do to keep from laughing out loud. And the smell oozing out my blind doesn't seem to bother the deer, but it has me questioning my diet.