Hauled my rv to camp on Tuesday. Spent Wednesday afternoon in the rain getting mule, dog boxes, and trailer out to start loading the rest of my camp and dog gear Thursday morning. Was hoping to leave by the afternoon, and start hunting this morning.
Instead, the roofers I’ve been waiting on since April showed up unannounced at 8 yesterday morning. With only a 3 man crew, I doubt they’ll be done until Tuesday.
The pointers are really restless, since they haven’t been run since September. They know it’s time to hunt, and with the colder temps they are harassing each other constantly. Keeping them confined to the smaller part of the yard, which got an 1.5” Wednesday, adds to the circus.